We’ve probably all seen or read this touching poem about “a soldier who died today.” I can’t speak for everyone, but I do get a lump in my throat every time I hear it and it never gets old. It strikes especially close to home for me since I’m an old guy who remembers WWII, and whose veterans are the primary focus of the poem.
But the poem applies to all of our military, not just the few remaining vets of WWII. They are no more the heroes than those who fought and sometimes died in Korea or Viet Nam or Iraq or any other far away place where our military are deployed. The nation owes so much to these patriots; a debt that can never be repaid. We are who we are today because of their sacrifices. We must also never forget their families who suffered when their soldier was called to duty and sometimes didn’t return. We owe them a debt of gratitude as well.
Thank God that we have awakened from the 60’s when our returning troops were subjected to all sorts of indignities. Those who inflicted those indignities didn’t deserve to have our young men or women sacrifice life and limb on their behalf. It’s a shame that we, as a nation, didn’t recognize them for what they were: evil human beings unworthy of being protected by our brave military.
I know that on this Memorial Day, we reflect on those who have given so much, including their lives, to defend our American Way of Life. We owe it to them to make sure that their sacrifices were not in vain by allowing our beloved America to be subverted from within by those who don’t cherish the same values that our vets fought and died for.
God bless our military and our veterans and God bless the United States of America.
H/T to my friend John P. for sending this!