A little more than a year ago I posted the first picture here. It is my brother-in-law, Bill, receiving the American flag from the chaplain at Arlington National Cemetery when we had his father interred there a year ago last March. My Rich is on the far end in that photo and one brother is only visible by the tip of his nose. I am adding one of the four brothers walking behind the caisson. They were all born within four and a half years. Two have served in Vietnam, one in Panama. The final photo is part of the honor guard for Rich’s father: a soldier, a decorated hero, a Lt. Colonel who lead soldiers. Behind the guard you see- well, thousands of markers. There are thousands upon thousands more there at Arlington. And all around the world. Bill is still in Iraq this Memorial Day, concluding over 35 years of service to his country. We are getting down to the end; he is due home next month. This feels like the scariest time.
You no more win a war than you can win an earthquake.
—Jeannette Rankin (1880-1973)
ability to recapture the revolutionary spirit and go into a sometimes
hostile world declaring eternal hostility to poverty, racism, and
—Martin Luther King, Jr.(1929-1968)