"How sleep the brave, who sink to rest, By all their country’s wishes blest! When Spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallow’d mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than Fancy’s feet have ever trod. By fairy hands their knell is rung, There Honour comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And Freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell, a weeping hermit, there. — William Collins, Ode
It's Memorial Day! For most, it's the unofficicial first day of summer, a day of celebration and Barbeque. But we must remember the brave men and women who put their lives on the line for us every day, and especially, those who have made the ultimate sacrifice for us.
Let's start the day off with this video below, which pretty much sums up what I think about when I think of war.
I hope everyone out there has a wonderful and safe holiday with your loved ones while paying tribute to our fallen Military service men and women.
Have a Happy Memorial Day Everyone!!!
These heroes are dead. They died for liberty – they died for us. They are at rest. They sleep in the land they made free, under the flag they rendered stainless, under the solemn pines, the sad hemlocks, the tearful willows, and the embracing vines. They sleep beneath the shadows of the clouds, careless alike of sunshine or of storm, each in the windowless Place of Rest. Earth may run red with other wars – they are at peace. In the midst of battle, in the roar of conflict, they found the serenity of death. I have one sentiment for soldiers living and dead: cheers for the living; tears for the dead. — Robert G. Ingersoll
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