WWI Turkish Tombstone
I respect the soldier
no matter the country
they all were just babies
fighting and suffering and dying
for the dreams of old, tired men.
Right or Wrong, they were only kids.
JL
Posted on 05/30/2002 5:17:08 AM PDT by Billie
If you can see me, you aren't concentrating hard enough...(g)
Thanks for missing me. I try to post daily on FR, somewhere or the other.
Tread lightly, 'tis a soldiers grave,
A lonely, mossy mound;
And yet to hearts like mine and thine
It should be holy ground.
Speak softly, let no careless laugh,
No idle, thoughtless jest,
Escape your lips where sweetly sleeps
The hero in his rest.
For him no reveille will beat
When morning beams shall come;
For him, at night, no tattoo rolls
Its thunders from the drum.
Tread lightly! for a man bequeathed,
Ere laid beneath this sod,
His ashes to his native land,
His gallant soul to God.
WWI Turkish Tombstone
I respect the soldier
no matter the country
they all were just babies
fighting and suffering and dying
for the dreams of old, tired men.
Right or Wrong, they were only kids.
JL
Adanac Military Cemetery, 1989
This cemetery contains the graves of 1071 Canadians killed in the 1916 Battle of the Somme. The name Adanac is Canada spelled backwards. An 18-year old Piper James Richardson buried here won the Victorial Cross posthumously. He died piping his comrades forward to Regina Trench.
05/30/02 - LUKE AIR FORCE BASE, Ariz. (AFPN) -- A Luke F-16 Fighting Falcon crashed May 29 shortly after 5 p.m. at the Sells Military Operating Area in southwest Arizona.
The pilot, Maj. David Walker, from the 56th Fighter Wing here, ejected safely and was taken to Davis-Monthan Air Force Base, Ariz., by the 308th Air Rescue Squadron. He was treated and is reported in good condition.
At the time of the mishap, Walker was on a basic fighter maneuver training mission.
A board of officers will investigate the accident. (Courtesy of Air Education and Training Command News Service)
Link here.
In Hamm we are face to face with the graves of American soldiers who perished in the Battle of the Bulge, in 1944-45, at the end of the Second World War, against the German Wehrmacht (Army). George S. Patton, the commander-in-chief of the IIIrd US Army Corps, found his last resting place here, as he had wished expressly. The white crosses of the 5,076 graves form an arch in front of a memorial chapel.
Major David W. Ray USArmy, my great uncle, a chaplain, survived the Battle of the Bulge. RIP
GOD HAS TRULY BLESSED OUR VETS!
How can we express our gratitude to their families?
I wish I were smart enough to answer your question. God bless and keep.
May I suggest you just occasionally click on "Self-Search" at the bottom of the page.
The mother of a soldier
-- hats off to her, I say!
The mother of a soldier
who has gone to face the fray;
She gave him to her country
with a blessing on his head --
She found his name this morning
in the long list of the dead:
"Killed -- Sergeant Thomas Watkins,
while leading on the rest,
A Bible in his pocket
and a portrait on his breast!"
The mother of a soldier
-- she gave him to her land;
She saw him on the transport
as he waved his sun-browned hand;
She kissed him through the teardrops
and she told him to be brave;
Her prayers went night and morning
with her boy upon the wave.
The mother of a soldier --
her comfort and her joy,
She gave her dearest treasure
when she gave her only boy;
She saw the banners waving,
she heard the people cheer;
She clasped her hands and bravely
looked away to hide a tear.
The mother of a soldier --
ah! cheer the hero deed,
And cheer the brave who battle
'neath the banner of their creed;
But don't forget the mothers,
through all the lonely years
That fight the bravest battles
on the sunless field of tears.
Nay, don't forget the mothers --
the mothers of our men,
Who see them go and never know
that they'll come back again;
That give them to their country,
to battle and to die,
Because the bugles call them
and the starry banners fly.
The mother of a soldier --
hats off to her, I say!
Whose head is bowed in sorrow
with its tender locks of gray.
She gave without regretting,
though her old heart sorely bled
When she found his name this morning
in the long list of the dead:
"Killed -- Sergeant Thomas Watkins,
while leading on the rest,
His dear old mother's portrait
clasped upon his hero breast!"
~by Folger McKinsey~
Ever faithful God, in death we are reminded of the precious birthrights of life and liberty you endowed in your American people. You have shown once again that these gifts must never be taken for granted.
We pledge to those whom you have called home, and ask of you -
Patience, to measure our lust for action;
Resolve, to strengthen our obligation to lead;
Wisdom, to illuminate our pursuit of justice, and,
Strength, in defense of liberty.
We seek your special blessing today for those who stand as sword and shield, protecting the many from the tyranny of the few. Our enduring prayer is that you shall always guide our labors and that our battles shall always be just.
We pray this day, heavenly father, the prayer our nation learned at another time of righteous struggle and noble cause -- America's enduring prayer: Not that God will be on our side, but always, O Lord, that America will be on your side.
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