I wasn’t going to do a Memorial Day post this year, until I came across this video from Juan Browne. I’ve been following Juan’s YouTube channel for a few months as he’s been doing great reporting on the Oroville Dam situation (he lives nearby). His unbiased reporting and digging for facts is impressive. He is a pilot and Air Force veteran. Today posted this moving video as his Memorial Day tribute.
I’ve been trying to write something new about Memorial Day, but I my mind just won’t move past this poem I wrote a few years ago. It’s been posted before here before, but today I feel the need to repeat it.
The tour bus rumbles past
the quiet monuments to the fallen.
Shutters click as the tour guide
speaks the litany of the shrine,
that once was the Lee estate.
Now it is that hallowed ground
where solders come for that long rest.
The Quick rumble passed the carved stones
of the Dead, that once placed
boots of war on their feet.
Their soles now silent.
Now day-trippers take aim and fire.
Cameras, not rifles.
Pictures, not prisoners taken.
The bus stops. The microphone is silent.
To the left a horse pulls a caisson carrying a flag-draped box
That contains a name who once walked.
The warrior sent at our command.
The sightseer sees and falls silent
And hears the echo of guns.
Three volleys and then the mournful notes.
Boys became men
And men became names
And names became graves
Gone is the sun,
Day is done.
God is Nigh.
Now it’s time to go out in front of the house and rise the flag to half mast.
May peace finds us all.