Memorial Day... It means more now.

The National Cemetery at Leavenworth, Kansas is, like other national cemeteries, is a silent sprawling garden of white stones placed meticulously, row upon row. It is a place of peaceful memorial to those of our own who have known war. Some here served for a time, then lived long full lives. Others here died in action. This place give new meaning to the words; "All gave some, some gave all."

One of the traits of getting older, I guess, is that words like this mean more to me now. I never had the privilege to serve in the military; many of my friends have. But I have live to see the fruits of war. I have stood next to the casket of nineteen year old Marine who lost his life in Falujah. I have seen my own son put on the uniform of the United States Air Force and serve his country well for almost six years now.




Yes, this place means more to me now. My country, my freedom my land means more to me. I have seen the shift in our nation to a direction I fear; a direction of appeasement and alignment with those I feel have been the enemies of the very freedom for which those who lie in this field have fought.
I pray for my nation more
now, and regret the times I took it for granted.

So, I express my gratitude today for those who have believed in God and country; for those who still today defend her to the last measure. I pray with the writer of the great patriotic hymn:

"America, America,
God mend thine every flaw.
Confirm thy soul with self control,
Thy liberty, in law."

Just a thought. Thank you for reading.