Comments: The Holiday That Holds My Heart

I went to a concert today at an outdoor amphitheater. All day I've thought about how thankful and lucky I am/we are. And when the band came on stage, they had everyone stand and remove their hats and the band sang The National Anthem. And probably at least 5-6 times, they thanked the men and women who have died for our freedoms.

I am used to this when going to see shows on base in the past. But being in the city, in a packed amphitheater, I was glad they took their position on the stage as an opportunity to share their appreciation and remind others to as well.

It was just nice to see.

Posted by Sissy at May 25, 2009 09:42 PM

Like you, I come from a long line of family who have fought. Husband, father, grandfather, uncles, cousins, great uncles, great grandfather.... I could go on. As far as I have seen, all of my relation came home, as well; though some died at home from effects of the war years later.

When we were in London (2003) we went behind the pulpit at St. Paul's Cathedral. There is a beautiful WWII memorial to the fallen US soldiers there, who gave their lives to protect Britain & Europe. It's amazingly moving.

Posted by Jody at May 27, 2009 08:30 AM

Thanks for remembering. Wonderful post! I remember I was on a March of Dimes walk-a-thon near Pusan, S. Korea in 1974 when a very old Korean Grandmother came up to me (me, being obviously an American soldier)with tears streaming down her face. I didn't understand. The Korean soldier I was with told me she was thanking me for all that the Americans had done for her and her country during "the war". All I could do was bow deeply. I will never forget that lady nor those who "gave all" in that strange and foreign land.

Posted by JihadGene at May 27, 2009 09:33 AM

i know exactly what you mean about the korean memorial... it's my favorite. and i know what you mean about the wall too.

the first time i was ever introduced to the wall was a travelling replica that came to orlando when i was very young. my mom took me and my brother and, though i really didn't know what it was or why we were there, i can still see her falling down on her knees and crying after finding the name of her former fiance.

i've been to the real wall twice and have seen similar heartache both times. it's gut-wrenching and i cry like a baby, though i don't know any of those names myself.

Posted by arcanai at May 27, 2009 09:48 AM