“I will never forget that morning…”
Today is Memorial Day — 2022.
Yesterday as part of the holiday weekend we had been invited to my niece’s home as my brother is down visiting and it is almost end of school so it was a party for the kids and their academic effort. It was a fun event and as I wrote in a recent “Storyworth” chapter it is one of those events I would hate to have to live without.
And it is Memorial Day and for me there is more than a touch of wonder that I did get luck enough to not be one of those remembered. So the conversation started and Mark says, “I will never forget that morning.” He told of being 12 or 13 and seeing two Marines in dress blues approaching the porch. Somehow I had not heard this part of the story before. He said my parents were still in bed in this early morning. And these guys were making their way up the walk. “Do I answer the door? Do I go up and get mom and dad? He was 12 or so, it must have been so strange to him — .
He ended up racing up the stairs, awaking my parents with the news that two Marines in Dress Blues were just about at the door. Mark said my mother and father dressed quickly. He was not really clear on anything being said but his rendition of the story clearly pictured the torture my parents must have been going through as they walked down the stairs.
“It is bad, but not as bad as it might have been,” Mark quoted the Marines. He told my parents I had been injured and they knew I was either being sent or had been sent to Japan for care.
This is Memorial Day. Think of all the wives, the mothers, the fathers, who had to suffer those pangs of loss. The parents of at least two of my guys got the worst news from that July 3 morning in 1969.
So Memorial Day is a special time for us to remember — not only the ones who did not make it home but those who did not get to hug or smile or touch again.
This is my Facebook post for this holiday on May 30, 2022: Memorial Day weekend is a time to remember. We remember for those who did not get their time to remember. We remember with those who are remembering the ones who did not make it home. Please do remember. Please also celebrate because those who gave all would not want that gift ignored. They want the memory and they want the celebration. Semper Fi.