Quote of the Day: A conversation with my boys.
Me: What do you remember best about the Memorial Day ceremony?
Eric (left): The Star Spangled Banner
Charlie (right): The National Anthem
And, it was captured on Steve Kohl’s camera and printed on the front page of our local newspaper, The Brainerd Dispatch. (Zach is standing next to me, behind the twins and their scout mate Aaron.)
Some of the scouts marched in the parade. My boys handed out programs at the Memorial Day service at the cemetery.
They did their jobs with patriotic spirit and observed the importance of this day.
Thank you to the men and women who served and sacrificed. Thank you to their loved ones who waited and worried. Thank you for living and giving beyond yourselves.
When I was in the 7th grade, I read In Flanders Field for the Memorial Day service in my home town. The author of that poem, Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD, Canadian Army, wrote this poem in the spring of 1915 after spending 17 days treating injured men. He never intended to publish it. He even threw it away, but it was retrieved by his comrades and sent to a newspaper. The first paper rejected it, but it was published in Punch, and is still read today.
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Mary, what a fantastic picture and memory for you and your boys! Very cool! Troy’s parents had planned a visit to our Grandpa John’s gravesite Monday. He was a veteran of WWII, a German translator. He had many wonderful stories about his time in the war. Wish I could have recorded them. His part in the war had to do with words and getting them right. That’s a pretty huge role, I’d say. I really appreciate that lovely poem, too. So glad it was retrieved from the dumpster. Powerful…
Thanks, Roxane, I’ve always been fascinated by the role of the translator. His stories would have been great.
I had forgotten my camera at home on Memorial Day, so borrowed a friend’s for the other pics, and here we were featured on the front page of the paper! My longing for a good shot of my boys in uniform was answered!
Great pictures and wonderful remembrance. :O)
Those photos will long be cherished. I love that poem, too. It’s so very moving.
Wonderful post, Mary! I love the pictures and that your sons got to participate in something so important. I always tear up when I see older military personnel in their uniforms. Reminds me of my grandfather and my dad.
PS: How’s that play coming?
Thanks, Jen, Memorial Services are emotional. I’ll have to get back to you on the progress of the play.
What a wonderful and memorable experience for your sons. I’m so glad you included the pictures for us! My son was a scout but quit a year after “crossing over”. It was such a bummer for me. 🙂
Lovely family and lovely poem. The idea of feeling dawn is quite beautiful.
You’ve been posting some great writing prompts. I have to go do some free-writing now to spark some creativity, so I might try some. Thanks 🙂
Thanks, MP, and Charmaine, I always wonder if anyone is using the journaling prompts?
Beautiful picture! Makes me think of my grandpa and the many other men I’ve interviewed in my time as a reporter. I’ve been continually amazed at what they’ve been through and how they’ve overcome it.
Thanks, Erin. Their stories are so interesting.
I can’t read Flanders Field without getting goosebumps. Two summers ago hub and I visited where his Uncle Frank had served…Battle of the Bulge. Courageous men, one and all. And Thank You, Mary, and a salute for raising boys who respect what went before them. Kids like yours are our future and, you know what? I don’t think it’s going to be a bad future, in spite of all the problems now.
Thanks, Kittie. I like your vision of hope.
How sweet was this!!! Mary I loved all the pictures. This makes for wonderful stories!
What a wonderful tribute. That poem always makes me cry. I thank my Dad for serving our country.
you must be proud of your boys. Our Canadian day of remembrance is in November, but there shouldn’t really be any days that we take our freedoms for granted I guess.