Memorial Day weekend is here again. Its history stretches back nearly as far as does Arlington National Cemetery. It is intertwined in the history of this site as well. It is a somber occasion for me, as I believe it should be observed by others.
Memorial Day began as Remembrance Day, a day when Confederate Widows silently went out to honor their Soldiers in their final resting place. It was later adopted by the Yankee Widows and the Nation, as the right thing to do for those that had given their lives in the defense of their Nation, in the defense of Freedom, those who had fought with Honor in horrific circumstances.
I will spend my Memorial Day with the living, with my Brothers in Arms who survived the battle. My mind will turn to those that did not, though I may or may not mention them. My Brothers will likely remember those that fought alongside them, though they too may not tell their tales. Each of us remembers in our own way and spoken words will not do justice to the thoughts we have.
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