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Headstall's Reflections - 63. Chapter 63 Heroes

For those who fought... in their honor, let's make sure we don't repeat the past....

Heroes

 

 

Cold slimy mud

And the taste of dirt

Acrid stench of

Choking smoke

And blood iron

Deafening booms

Blinding flashes

Relentless gunfire

And frightened faces

On both sides

On both sides

On both sides

Solitary limbs

Amid arcs and pools

Of life’s blood

Sticky warmth turning cold

Final screams

Of friends and enemies

Sheer chaos

And absolute madness

A man-made hell

On Earth

War is ugly

Brutal and final

Unforgiving

But young men and women

The cream of the crop

Do not yield

With determination

Valor

Sacrifice

And thoughts of home

Clutched photos

In dying hands

They forge on

Knowing what they do

And why they do it

Heroes in life

And heroes in death

We will never forget

 

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Thank you to those who've served. On a personal note, thank you to my many uncles, all gone now, but not forgotten, and thank you to my stepfather.
Copyright © 2017 Headstall; All Rights Reserved.
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2 hours ago, Parker Owens said:

The First World War gave us a good idea of what hell could be like, more so than the wars which preceded it. And you remind us of this, so well here. You also recall for us those who lived in that hell, who did their best and gave themselves in it for what and who they loved. No, we dare not forget. Thank you. 

Thanks, Parker. I appreciate you reading and commenting. :hug: 

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Thank you Gary, for saying what needs to be said in every generation lest we forget.

My family on my father's side has been here in Ohio since 1841, but I don't think his kids were old enough to fight in the Civil War.  The only story I heard was of my Uncle Eddie who fought in the landing in Italy at Anzio, and came back whole, only to lose the fingers of his left hand in a piece of farming machinery.    He never talked about the war, but I use his ammo case for documents and it's one tank crews used.  My father was rejected because of an inner ear problem, but lived in Columbus and made armr plating for ships.  My mom's mother worked at an airplane factory here, and her husband was later an engineer at North American Rockwell who built fighter planes and satellite parts.

In the mid-60s my oldest sister (the artist) went through Marine boot camp and seved a hitch before remaining down South to marry and raise a family.

When I began researching my genealogy, a distant cousin sent me notes on his branch, and said one of his uncles went back to Germany in WWII to fight for them.  I doubt it was to support Hitler, but rather to help our original homeland.  Don't know if he survived.

I have nothing but respect for soldiers past and present who defend our countries from those who would do us harm.  Today was originally meant for those who lost their lives in The Great War, or The War To End All Wars...sadly, it has grown to enshrine the spirits of those brave soldiers who must continue to stand against our enemies.

Let us remember these heroes in our hearts and prayers throughout the year, as they stand for us every day.

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2 hours ago, Geron Kees said:

Pretty grim, but then, that's war. You fire those words off in quite a barrage, and they go off quite nicely when they land. No flak vest on earth can shield us from the true power of the pen.

I thank you, sir. Yes, that's war, and anyone who romanticizes it , or seriously considers it, is foolish, and might I say, stupid. The rise and talk of Nationalism scares me to no end. Damned be we if we allow those past mistakes to be repeated. Peace, my friend. :hug: 

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2 hours ago, ColumbusGuy said:

Thank you Gary, for saying what needs to be said in every generation lest we forget.

My family on my father's side has been here in Ohio since 1841, but I don't think his kids were old enough to fight in the Civil War.  The only story I heard was of my Uncle Eddie who fought in the landing in Italy at Anzio, and came back whole, only to lose the fingers of his left hand in a piece of farming machinery.    He never talked about the war, but I use his ammo case for documents and it's one tank crews used.  My father was rejected because of an inner ear problem, but lived in Columbus and made armr plating for ships.  My mom's mother worked at an airplane factory here, and her husband was later an engineer at North American Rockwell who built fighter planes and satellite parts.

In the mid-60s my oldest sister (the artist) went through Marine boot camp and seved a hitch before remaining down South to marry and raise a family.

When I began researching my genealogy, a distant cousin sent me notes on his branch, and said one of his uncles went back to Germany in WWII to fight for them.  I doubt it was to support Hitler, but rather to help our original homeland.  Don't know if he survived.

I have nothing but respect for soldiers past and present who defend our countries from those who would do us harm.  Today was originally meant for those who lost their lives in The Great War, or The War To End All Wars...sadly, it has grown to enshrine the spirits of those brave soldiers who must continue to stand against our enemies.

Let us remember these heroes in our hearts and prayers throughout the year, as they stand for us every day.

Yes, we must remember those who serve today as well. And we must remember that not only the casualties of past and present wars, but the survivors too. Each man in my family who came home were forever changed, and they continued to fight battles until they died. Thank you, dear friend. :hug: 

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3 hours ago, Headstall said:

The rise and talk of Nationalism scares me to no end. Damned be we if we allow those past mistakes to be repeated. Peace, my friend. :hug: 

“Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it”

Yes, another quote but yet another timely one.  

There’s a lack of gravitas in leadership of “certain places” (that are known by three letters) that harken back to similar, ruthless paths taken by other leaders.  They ultimately wound up where they should but always extolled a heavy price.

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38 minutes ago, FanLit said:

“Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it”

Yes, another quote but yet another timely one.  

There’s a lack of gravitas in leadership of “certain places” (that are known by three letters) that harken back to similar, ruthless paths taken by other leaders.  They ultimately wound up where they should but always extolled a heavy price.

And that is my fear, and I believe it is many other's, besides us. One hundred years, and we are back to this kind of possibility. :( 

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