Posted on 05/30/2016 4:20:26 PM PDT by Starman417
A friend recently posted this iconic 2007 photo of Christian Golczynski:
This is Christian a year ago:
When my teenage son realized that Monday isnt just a school holiday but is, in fact, a national holiday honoring the men and women who have died serving our country, he made an interesting comment about those who died. Its hard to appreciate that theyre real people because you never know who they are.Think about that: Despite the fact that our country has been actively at war for three-quarters of his life, my son has never known someone who died while fighting on Americas behalf, nor has he ever met someone who lost a loved one to war.
It looks as though only around 7.3% of all living Americans have served in the military at some point in their lives.
1.4 percent of all female Americans have ever served in the armed services, compared to 13.4 percent of all male Americans.Seeing as you mentioned specifically that you served in the Navy, I thought you might be interested in a breakdown by branch of service: 3.1 percent of all living Americans have served in the Army, 1.7 percent in the Navy, 1.4 percent in the Air Force and 0.8 percent in the Marines, while the remaining 0.5 percent served in either non-defense or reserve roles.
WaPo:
Unlike in World War II, when the draft meant that nearly everyone had family members and friends risking their lives, the battles in Iraq and Afghanistan have been waged by 2.5 million volunteers less than 1 percent of the U.S. population.
I tried to enlist in 2007/8, but failed. Although I grew up a military brat, have met or corresponded with service members and Gold Star parents, I myself have not had a close personal friend who enlisted and who was subsequently killed while in theater. Most Americans seem to lack that personal connection; and live detached from the recent conflicts our military is still engaged in.
This was an op-ed published in WaPo last year, written by Jennie Haskamp, a Marine veteran:
Wednesday night, sitting in a pizza joint in the Bronx, watching the world go by, I was upset and couldnt put my finger on why.I've never perceived Memorial Day as "happy" or "celebratory", although one might look at the occasion as a time to honor those who sacrificed by celebrating the life their sacrifices have afforded us. We are able to enjoy barbecues with friends and families and go to the mall for those Memorial Day sales...because of them. We can have the luxury of a 3-day weekend at the beach because of the beach they stormed 72 years ago.A friend said Hey! Do you want to go to Fleet Week? Its this weekend here in the city.
What? No? Absolutely not. I dont want to be in the midst of tens of thousands of people clamoring for a chance to look at a static display of Marine Corps and Navy equipment. I dont want to see Marines and sailors dressed up, paraded around for community relations and recruiting purposes. I dont want to watch any parades.
As I said it (barked it, really), my friends eyes widened and I recognized the frustration in my tone. I didnt know why I was upset, at first. I paused, and while I was sitting there contemplating my outburst, I heard a commercial on the radio screaming through the tinny speakers.
Beaches, beats and BBQs! it said. Were your Memorial Day station with everything you need to kick off the summer in style!
Thats when it hit me. Im angry. Ive come to realize people think Memorial Day is the official start of summer. Its grilled meat, super-duper discounts, a day (or two) off work, beer, potato salad and porches draped in bunting.
~~~ A friend reminded me that plenty of people use the weekend the way it was designed: to pause and remember the men and women who paid the price of our freedom, and then go on about enjoying those freedoms.But I argue not enough people use it that way. Not enough people pause. Not enough people remember.
Im frustrated by people all over the country who view the day as anything but a day to remember our WAR DEAD. I hate hearing Happy Memorial Day.
Its not Veterans Day. Its not military appreciation day. Dont thank me for my service. Please dont thank me for my service. Its take the time to pay homage to the men and women who died while wearing the cloth of this nation youre so freely enjoying today, day.
~~~ So yeah. Im frustrated by Memorial Day. And Im angry about apathy.
I want to see people besides the small percentage of us who are veterans, know veterans, love veterans or lost veterans, understand what the day is about. Its the one day on the American calendar meant to exemplify what it costs to be American and to be free and weve turned it into a day off work, a tent sale and a keg of beer.
Is it too much to ask all Americans to take a brief moment (let alone once a year) to really think about the service and sacrifices of so many, if nothing else? And the families who they left behind?
(Excerpt) Read more at floppingaces.net ...
I celebrate the unwavering gallantry and honor and bravery of the men and women who gave their lives for our country without regret...
I mourn our loss of them also...
JBW——(Nha Be & Can Tho, South Vietnam, 1968-69)
Black man wants to make burning the Confederate flag a Memorial Day tradition. Which flag will be next?
A New Memorial Day Tradition Burning The Confederate Flag
http://www.nationofchange.org/news/2016/05/30/new-memorial-day-tradition-burning-confederate-flag/
Burn and bury kits that allow people to print out their own Confederate flag at home, suitable for burning.
I have trouble with hearing, “Happy Memorial Day”.
What’s up with that? I find myself resentful of those daring to use the term, “Happy”. It is about as happy as “TAPS” is intended to be.
The day has traditionally been a day of mourning, sharp and painful, poignantly reflective, spiritually reflective, still painful. A day full of widows, the fatherless and grieving mothers and fathers of lost sons, & daughters.
We read now where some stunning percentage of Americans no longer even know what Memorial Day is about, or its origin.
It shows.
I would love to see a “Watter’s World” show done on this subject.....
Everyone does it in their own way.
You aren’t going to please everyone, so don’t try.
My grandfather was in WW2 and Korea. Today I had a beer in his memory (his favorite) and went to my woodshop to spend time where I have a large photo of him on the wall.
I certainly did not spend the day being sad. He would have seen that as a waste of a day.
My father died a couple years ago from agent orange complications. Not long before his time he said to me, “Son, all I want from people I care about is to be remembered.”
That’s not a lot to ask
My sympathies.
I want to add my sympathies, too, tumblindice.
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