Monday, May 29, 2006

Memorial Day

Yeah, it's a day off work. But it's also something far more important. It is a day to remember those who gave their time, talents and--sometimes their lives--in defense of the world we currently inhabit.

Specifically, in memory of my Great Uncle Charlie. RAF gunner. Shot down over Germany in 1943. Tortured and presumed dead. The notice of which from the King of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland I have in my posession. The notice of which brought my great-grandmother to her knees and a loss from which she never recovered.

We are all standing on the shoulders of giants. Today is the day when we acknowledge that fact.

1 comment:

Miko said...

Both my grandfathers and my father served in the Army. One grandfather in the Pacific and one in Europe in WWII, my father in Viet Nam. I'm proud of their service . And because I know a little bit from them about what was is and does to people, I would like to see our country do a better job taking care of its servicemen and women both during and after their service, and stop treating their lives, time, and talents recklessly and stupidly by sending them on hopeless and futile campaigns.