Memorial Day – Around the Internets

We’ll start with a soundtrack from Trace Adkins.

Pray with me.

God bless the ones who served and gave their all.
God bless the ones who serve our country still.
God guard them and protect them else they fall,
And bring them safely home if it’s His will.
So we pray… Amen

Memorial Day History

Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation’s service. There are many stories as to its actual beginnings, with over two dozen cities and towns laying claim to being the birthplace of Memorial Day. There is also evidence that organized women’s groups in the South were decorating graves before the end of the Civil War: a hymn published in 1867, “Kneel Where Our Loves are Sleeping” by Nella L. Sweet carried the dedication “To The Ladies of the South who are Decorating the Graves of the Confederate Dead” (Source: Duke University’s Historic American Sheet Music, 1850-1920). While Waterloo N.Y. was officially declared the birthplace of Memorial Day by President Lyndon Johnson in May 1966, it’s difficult to prove conclusively the origins of the day. It is more likely that it had many separate beginnings; each of those towns and every planned or spontaneous gathering of people to honor the war dead in the 1860’s tapped into the general human need to honor our dead, each contributed honorably to the growing movement that culminated in Gen Logan giving his official proclamation in 1868. It is not important who was the very first, what is important is that Memorial Day was established. Memorial Day is not about division. It is about reconciliation; it is about coming together to honor those who gave their all.

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Memorial Day at Arlington National Cemetery
From 2007, but worth revisiting.

After spending much of the last six years covering the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, I felt like I needed to visit Arlington National Cemetery this Memorial Day weekend. I felt like I owed it some time.

I went with my family – my pregnant wife and my young daughter. Separately and together, my wife and I have covered a lot of heart-wrenching stories around the world, but Section 60 was unlike any place we had been.

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Memorial Day
Today we honor those men and women who went into our nation’s service and never returned. It originally began as Decoration Day shortly after the Civil War. Its specific origins have been disputed; some say it started in Waterloo, New York, while others credit freed slaves in Charleston, South Carolina. Both traditions combined into a national day of remembrance within a generation, but oddly …
by Ed Morrissey

Memorial Day:A Day Of Honor And A National Moment Of Remembra…
As I’ve gotten older, my appreciation for this day has grown immensely, as has my education of its history. Originally declared ‘Decoration Day,’ there is some dispute as to when it was first observed. Some say women’s groups in the South were decorating the graves of Confederate soldiers before the end of the War Between The States, as evidenced by the following song. Kneel Where Our Loves A…
by no2liberals

Memorial Day 2009: Remember the Families
Our friend Mike at Cop the Truth is the most faithful follower of losses of airborne troopers of any person on the Internet. The Captain’s Journal has tried to be the same for Marines. Not openly, mind you, but silently and discretely. Beginning in 2005 and going through the present, whenever a Marine was killed in the Anbar Province in Iraq (and now beginning in Afghanistan), I have tried to m
by Herschel Smith

Memorial Day v. Veterans Day
I’ve seen a few gripes on Twitter and elsewhere about President Obama and others seeming not to understand the difference between Memorial Day, which is set aside to honor those who died in combat, and Veterans Day, which honors those who served in the military. This has long been a pet peeve of mine but the […]
by James Joyner

Memorial Day 2009
This video was created by Larry Crawford of Collierville, TN. and uploaded to YouTube by the Grouch at Right Truth. My Memorial Day Message hereGod Bless Them Every One!
by Debbie

Happy Memorial Day 2009
This Memorial Day, Heritage honors those who serve in the United States Armed Forces, their families, and all military retirees and veterans. From the battlefields of the Civil War–after which the first Memorial Day was observed–to the Forest of Argonne, the beaches of Normandy, the islands of the Pacific, the Chosin Reservoir, the jungles of Vietnam, the deserts of Iraq, the mountains of Afghanis
by Mackenzie Eaglen

The final two entries demonstrate that even the left now celebrates those who have fallen, now that the left’s manchild is in the Oval Office. I’m glad they finally came around.

Paul Rieckhoff: This Memorial Day, Honor the Fallen
Your weekend newspaper—assuming your town still has one—will be stuffed with pages of glossy advertisements for holiday sales. Your local TV news will do a story on the folks waiting in line in the dark for your local mall to open its doors. All weekend, people will be firing up their grills or spending a day at the beach. Nothing’s wrong with enjoying your three-day weekend. But I worry that[…]
by Paul Rieckhoff

Memorial Day Roll Call Honors 148,000 Veterans
RIVERSIDE, Calif. — Abts, Richard. Adamski, Walter. Ahlman, Enoch. The names are whisked away by the hot, gusting wind as soon as they are spoken, forgotten in the stream of the next name and the next name and the next name. Fuller, Addison. Fuller, Mary. Furlong, John. The story of America could be told through these names, tales of bravery and hesitation, of dreams achieved or deferred[…]
by The Huffington Post News Editors

Lost Heroes of the War on Terror: Gallant Deeds and Untold Tales
Despite taking place in the Information Age, very few of the heroic exploits of American soldiers, sailors, airmen and Marines since September 11, 2001, have made their way into the living rooms of ordinary Americans — at least in any lasting way.
by Jeff Emmanuel

To you from failing hands we throw the torch
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow Between the crosses row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torc[…]
from The Jawa Report

Today is a rather unusual Memorial Day, in that as we remember those who have fallen to preserve the American Republic, the new President is proceeding for the most part according to the assumption that conflicts never need to be solved with wars. All we need to do is understand each other a little better, show the opposition a willingness to give, to compromise, build a few schools, teach our c[…]
from Jihad Watch

Memorial Day 2009
John McCain grew up the son and grandson of bona fide war heroes. In Faith of My Fathers (written with Mark Salter), McCain reveals that each had a rebellious streak and a skeleton or two in the closet. McCain notes that in the closing days of World War II his grandfather was relieved of his command. Although his father suffered no such professional disgrace, McCain reveals that he was an alcoholic.

There was never any question that McCain would follow in the footsteps of his illustrious forebears. In his memoir, McCain powerfully conveys the suffocating sense of a preordained life. McCain acts out his resentment at the Naval Academy, barely escaping expulsion while graduating fifth from the bottom of his class. His father, however, was untroubled: “I believe he assumed that, like him, I would be absorbed into the traditions of the place whether I wished to or not, and that when the time arrived for me to face a real test of character, I would not disappoint him.”
by Scott Johnson at Power Line


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3 thoughts on “Memorial Day – Around the Internets

  1. Section Sixty
    The Saddest Acre In America

    Men and Women buried here
    Who gave their all for you and me
    In Iraq and Afghanistan
    So that, others, might be Free.

    Row after row of headstones
    Where friends and families grieve
    They pay respects and say a prayer
    There’s some, don’t want to leave.

    Some will place a memento
    For their Hero, neath the ground
    And far too often, during the day
    Hearing “Taps”, a mournful sound.

    The white stones bear their Name
    Rank and Branch and conflict Served
    The dates of Birth and Death
    And the Citations, they deserved.

    Maybe, a symbol for their Faith
    Something, etched above their name
    But no matter what, their beliefs
    They’re all treated just the same.

    Once, Comrades in Battle
    And now, resting neath that stone
    Forever with, those other Heroes
    So, they will never be alone.

    Section Sixty, just a small part
    Of this sacred, hallowed ground
    But, each plot a special place
    Where, a Hero may be found.

    They all are in good company
    Two hundred sixty thousand souls
    Buried here at Arlington
    Some young, with unfulfilled life goals.

    All Served our Country selflessly
    And they all deserve our praise
    We should, remember them and thank them
    Not just, only on, these holidays.

    Del “Abe” Jones


    Started with a group of twenty-five
    In the year of twenty-eight
    By those who’d lost a Son or Daughter
    From the wartime’s cruel fate.

    When the Blue Star on the Service Flag
    Was replaced with one of Gold
    Everybody knew a Mother grieved
    With a loss from that household.

    “Out of tragedy, we were formed”
    And, “Out of love we continue.”
    This legacy of Gold Star Mothers
    With the heartache, that they knew.

    They use the memories and love
    Of those who gave their all
    To help those other Veterans
    Who answered our Nation’s call.

    It’s so sad, they still exist
    And most likely always will
    As long as, we go to war
    There’s a need they must fulfill.

    Del “Abe” Jones
    Their observance day is the last Sunday in September.


    There’s too many Gold Star Families
    Their numbers growing every day
    Too much to ask those loved ones
    Such a terrible price they pay.

    All will say they are very proud
    That their loved one knew the cost
    That in the horrors of Wartime
    Precious lives are sometimes lost.

    But the death of a brave Hero
    In the Service of this Land
    Dying for some other country
    Is oft times, hard to understand.

    “In the name of Freedom!”
    “For the good of fellow man!”
    “To put an end to oppression!”
    Or, sometimes some other plan!

    There have always been those Souls
    Who will rally to the battle’s call
    Who will bear those deadly arms
    Who will march and sometimes fall.

    Some will just bear the wounds
    Though, not always clear to see
    Some will never return the same
    As the people, they used to be.

    But the ones who have that void
    Of that hole in heart and mind
    They are the greatest Heroes
    That we can ever hope to find.

    Maybe one day in our future
    Peace will be the way we’ll live
    But until then we’ll have those
    Who give all they have to give.

    Gold Star Families stand in front
    And shed their tears of loss and pain
    And as long as Man goes to War
    We’ll see them time and time, again.

    Del “Abe” Jones

    • Those are beautiful. Thanks for honoring me by leaving them here, as you honor our fallen warriors by writing them.

  2. Glad you liked them.

    A couple more >

    A Different Memorial Day

    Almost forty-three hundred killed
    Since we invaded in two thousand three
    Thirty two thousand plus, wounded
    But maybe, with an end in sight, to see.

    There’s so many hurting families
    Whose lives have changed forever more
    Sons and Daughters who lost Parents
    To the cruel, ravages of war.

    Since our Country was founded
    One and one quarter million lost
    In all of those many battles fought
    It’s sad, what our Freedom has cost.

    We have this one day to Honor them
    All of those Heroes who gave their all
    Who rallied ’round our Countries Flag
    As they answered, our Nations call.

    War has always been the human way
    (You would think we had more sense)
    Sometimes used for man’s aggression
    And sometimes used for his defense.

    If we ever hope to have a future
    On this small planet where we live
    We must all learn to live together
    And find more compassion to give.

    We build those monuments to war
    And for all of those who died
    Someday, we could build some for Peace
    If we, really, truly tried.

    But, looks like there’s not much hope
    Unless we change our minds and ways
    And we’ll always mourn more lost
    On too many, Memorial Days.

    Del “Abe” Jones

    Older pieces

    Another Memorial Day

    Taps play mournfully o’er the grave
    Loved ones bow their heads and weep
    The Flag folded, casket lowered down
    And the Hero, laid to endless sleep.

    This scene played out too many times
    With all the sadness and the pain
    As War torn hearts ache with the loss
    It happens, time and time again.

    All people should attend a Service
    To see the Honor Guard in dress attire
    To hear the bugler play that sad tune
    And to be startled, when the rifles fire.

    A small tribute to those who gave all
    The true Patriots of our great Land
    To face the horrors of the battlefield
    Where sometimes, Freedom makes its stand.

    War seems to be the only way, we humans
    Know, to change what we don’t like
    It seems; peaceful times are short lived
    Before there’s another military strike.

    The military/industrial complex wins
    No matter, if war is won or lost
    And the New World Order thirst for power
    Uncaring, what their selfish goals may cost.

    Maybe one day, we can live together
    And learn to respect those different ways
    Before we destroy ourselves and Earth
    And end the terrible price the Soldier pays.

    But until that day finally comes, if ever
    And our Brave, no longer have to die
    We must Honor their ultimate sacrifice
    Even as we wait and ponder, “Why?”

    And instead of just a day off work
    To enjoy the pleasures of our Country
    Just remember what this day is for
    To Honor those who gave all, for you and me.

    Del “Abe” Jones

    A National Moment of Remembrance
    On Memorial Day

    That poem about where “poppies blow”
    And, “the crosses, row on row”
    Still rings true, these ninety years
    After written, still brings tears.

    We still have Dead, “amid the guns”
    And lose our young and our loved ones
    Those who lived, “short days ago”
    Who, “felt dawn, saw sunset glow”.

    In Flanders Fields, “the poppy red”
    Still grow near where the blood was bled
    They, “Take up our quarrel with the foe”
    And still die for Freedoms that we know.

    They pass, “The torch” to, “hold it high”
    And not, “break the faith with us who die”
    For they, “shall not sleep, though poppies grow”
    Beneath all those, “crosses, row on row”
    In Flanders Fields.

    Del “Abe” Jones

    Memorial Day

    A time for picnics, time off work
    Vacations and the “Indy”
    A holiday, too often times
    We forget what, it should be.

    A time to pay respect to those
    Who rallied to the battle cry
    Who gave their lives for liberty
    Those freedoms for you and I.

    Such a waste of brave young souls
    Some still struggling through their youth
    Who faced and fell willingly
    Before wartime’s awful truth.

    So as we share this holiday
    With our friends or family
    Take a moment to give thanks to
    Those who died so we’d stay free.

    Let us strive for world peace
    For the end of greed and hate
    For next time, after “the war”
    It surely, just could be too late.

    Del “Abe” Jones

    Freedoms’ Memorial

    This day is set aside
    to honor those
    who took the chance to die.

    But they have died in vain
    if we ever forget
    the reason why.

    Freedom can be like time
    slipping away
    before we even know.

    But we all have the choice
    more, a duty
    to battle freedoms’ foe.

    Let us give thanks this day
    to all those brave
    who paid the highest cost.

    Not take it for granted
    and realize
    it easily could be lost.

    Del “Abe” Jones

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