Has it really been three years?
I got an email from Word Press stating that it has been three years I have been blogging. I know now that the goal I set for myself was unrealistic. What really happens when I decide to write a blog, is I have to go research the missing pieces. This in itself is a great exercise because it focuses my attention on the subject at hand. However, what it also does is slow things way down. It takes a lot of time to explore backwards. I want to have some facts but I also wish for some character sketches as well. But please know if I am not blogging I am still doing the research that I love and uncovering the mysteries of our families past.
Today is Memorial Day, as I sit here and type, I am thinking of all my ancestors that fought in the wars of our country. I also think of all the men and women who have served. Whatever you do today, take a minute of quiet reflection and think about all the soldiers we have lost during our wars. Then take a minute to think of the multitude of family members they left behind. There have been great poems and memorials written and constructed to remember the fallen.
Below is the poem, In Flanders Fields, by Major John McCrae, a Canadian Doctor and Artillery Commander. It is believed he wrote this poem after giving a burial service for his friend during a battle of WWI.
by John McCrae, May 1915
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Moina Belle Michael, an American teacher, wrote a poem in response to In Flanders Field.
We cherish too, the Poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led,
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies.
She then conceived of the idea of wearing poppy flowers as a way to remember and commemorate the fallen soldiers and also to benefit them with the sale of poppies.
If you see a Veteran today asking for a donation, offering you a plastic poppy flower, you will know the true reason for this gesture.
Who are the fallen heroes in your life? Take a moment today to remember them, I know I will.