Among the Bravest

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Memorial Day in the U.S. is a day to remember those who have fallen in the service of their country, but inevitably also reminds us of those who are risking everything in that service at the present moment. If one does not have a close relative or friend in the military, bearing such burdens, it’s easy to forget that those sacrifices continue to be made. The war in Afghanistan is winding down, right? Imagine how that sounds to someone about to get on a plane and leave his or her family for a tour of duty there, where the threat of attack by suicide bombers and what we could politely call “rogue Afghani security personnel” is more deadly than ever.

Deploying to a war zone is always an act of bravery in itself, but imagine the added challenge of doing it when the mission is so difficult to define. Oh, I have no doubt that those paid to do so have come up with catchphrases for it, both diplomatic and military, but in all honesty, what is it? It is at best something like this: “Complete the drawdown under fire while preserving as much dignity for the U.S. military as possible.” Is that an objective one is prepared to die for? The soldiers must have to reach deep down and see their mission on a broader level and remember somehow that what they’re doing is worthwhile and tell themselves that it contributes to a better future for their kids. But you’d surely like something more sturdy to cling to than an “orderly drawdown.” Continue reading “Among the Bravest”

Searching for a Soldier’s Grave

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A superb rendition by three Americans named Floyd, Marcia and Evelena of this deeply poignant old song, as resonant today as it ever has been. (Via YouTube.)

You ask me stranger why I made this journey
Why I cross three thousand miles of ocean waves
Like many others my loved one was killed in action
And that’s why I’m here, I’m searching for his grave

Somewhere here among the many thousands
Of Americans who all died true and brave
That’s where I know I’ll find him resting
So I’m here, I’m searching for his grave

Beside each cross mark here all around me
I’ll kneel down and gladly say a prayer
For all those loved ones back home across the ocean
Whose heart like mine is buried over here

When I come to the spot where he’s sleeping
I know it will cause more heartaches inside
But I’ll long to be by his side once more and tell him
Tell him I love him and I will until I die