Monday, May 25, 2015

A Day For Remembering


By the time you read this post, an army of flag-bearers will have blanketed every national cemetery in the country—and a number of grave sites in other cemeteries as well—with the Red, White and Blue in preparation for the Memorial Day weekend remembrances. True, the honorees of this weekend are specifically those who have made their supreme sacrifice in service to their country, and many of us haven’t had to bear the burden of that empty place at our dinner tables, or growing up without the dad or sibling who will never be coming home again.

In our family, it takes a bit of searching through our family tree before we find anyone who would rightfully be remembered on this national holiday. There are some—like my husband’s first cousin once removed, Joseph Edward McGonagle, Staff Sergeant of the 563rd Bomber Squadron 388th Bomber Group, shot down in Europe on March 8, 1944—whom our living relatives personally remember. There are others—such as the Civil War soldiers I’ve uncovered in my most recent project to research my maternal family lines—who have been commemorated since the inception of Decoration Day traditions.

Though today isn’t their day, those surviving family members who have served in the military and those who are veterans of past wars still have my gratitude, as well. Though they may have escaped death during their service, it seems as if many of them returned home with Death strapped to their backpacks. Even those who survived carried the internal scars of what they bore “over there.” As I follow the research trail through the various extended lines of both my husband’s and my own family trees, I can’t help but notice the life spans of many of those veterans, shortened by ten to twenty years from that of their own siblings. No matter which way they returned home, they paid a price for what they endured.

If you have a family member whose sacrifice is being commemorated today, you have my highest gratitude. There are no words that could adequately express what that service represents—only a perpetual call to demonstrate our debt through our humble gestures of remembrance.



Above: "The March of Time," 1896 oil on canvas by Henry Sandham, depicting a parade of veterans of the U.S. Civil War during Decoration Day. Courtesy Wikipedia; in the public domain.

4 comments:

  1. Love that nose art on Find A Grave! Thanks to Find A Grave, Ancestry volunteers like you his memory lives on. And your blog too! :)

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    1. Glad you enjoyed that gem on Find A Grave--although I can't take credit for discovering it. Someone else set up the memorial, then signed it over to me after discovering I was distantly related. Find A Grave is definitely a team effort, and there are some very dedicated volunteers who have made it the useful site that it is.

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  2. Find a Grave is amazing. I wish I had more time to contribute - I try to take lists of memorials for which photo request are made at any cemetery my travels make take me neat.

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    1. Agreed! Find A Grave is becoming indispensable. There are so many wonderful volunteers out there who have made that site what it is. I know you have certainly done your part there, Iggy!

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