Of all the fallen Soldiers, Airmen, Sailors, and Marines that have so honorably served their country and died so that we can enjoy freedom.
2007-05-27 05:33:09
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answered by John 2
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Memorial Day to me means to remember all the veterans and civilians who loss their lives defending their country. In many ways it is a very sad time, but those who have died I am sure would not want us to have pity parties. I believe that is why we celebrate with picnics, cookouts, and other types of celebrations. I can't but hope that those who have passed- on did not die in vain. As I get older, and being a retired from the US Air Force i get a melancholy feeling more than a celebrating feeling. God Bless all those who have passed. I also remember all my Uncles, Friends and my Brother who also served during different wars and actions.
2007-05-28 16:28:39
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answered by Butch. 4
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My best Friend who died 12 years ago (a Former Marine), and all of the fallen soldiers from present day to the dawn of mankind.
Please Support Our Troops and Civilian Contractors
These People are doing a job with all the Dignity, Morality, Honor and Self Sacrifice they can Muster.
2007-05-27 12:16:49
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answered by ฉันรักเบ้า 7
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My Grandpa he served with the American Army in North Africa,Sicily,and Italy during the second world war. And also my great uncle he was captured by the North Koreans and killed in a firing squad in the Korean War.And also my g,g grandfathers both served for the Union Army in the American Civil War one fought at Vicksburg,Mississippi the other fought at Petersburg,virginia.Many thanks to our Veterans this Memorial Day Wkend.
2007-05-27 12:28:29
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answered by Mitchell 4
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I think of my Uncle Lawrence, a survivor of the Bataan Death March who came off the boat and was refused a cup of coffee and a sandwich by the Red Cross because he wasn't an officer.
I think of my Grandfather who was an Army mule tender in Panama
I think of my Uncle Bus who was a pilot in World War II
I think of my father who was in the Korean war. He was thrown off of a tank when the driver swerved to miss a dog, got Trichinoses from some bad pork on the way back home, got colitus while he was in the hospital, and is now disabled and so paranoid that we cannot allow our family near him.
I think about my brother who was a skivvy scrubber on the U.S.S. Enterprise. He was told he was going to be trained as an electrical engineer, but when he got through basic, he was told that he was only guaranteed an "A" school and was sent to ships stores. He got so upset that he started walking in his sleep (which is pretty scary on an aircraft carrier) and was eventually given a discharge under general conditions.
I think about my own service, and how lucky I was to be given an honorable recruiter, who gave me nothing but good advice. I think about the men and women I served with, especially the women who got the job done while the men rubbed their bad knees and favored their football injuries. I think about both the great and the less than great leadership that I took example from. I think about the wall in Berlin coming down, and my daughter's band teacher sitting on top of it, holding hands with Berliners - both east and west. I think about coming back from an injury, only to succumb to it later and how the Army offered me an early retirement rather than just putting me out with nothing. I think about the friends I can depend on and how I always seem to find out that they served like I did. I think about the good, the bad, the happy, and the sad. I think about how if the Army called me up, I would grab my cane and put on my uniform and at least try to sneak back in - even though I know that they couldn't take me. I think about my career as a teacher today, and how it isn't just a job, but something I was training for the entire time I was in uniform. I think about how lucky I am and how most of the good things in my life are associated with my time as a soldier. I think about it and I am humble, and I am very very grateful.
2007-05-27 12:52:33
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answered by MUDD 7
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Even though my father is still living, he is an 84 year old WWII veteran, I think of all he went through for this country and the friends he lost, the sacrifices they made in the name of freedom.I also think of the appalling way some vets are treated today, shoved aside, treated like second class citizens, treated as though their "usefullness" is gone...it is a shame!! These men and women ought to be revered for what they did for all of us!! Kudos to boxing_fan above...wish more people had your attitude!!
2007-05-27 12:16:38
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answered by jeanclaudefan 3
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Memorial Day to me is a time to think about soldiers that are in the war or have been in previous wars. I think of my swim coach who is fighting in the war right now. I feel Memorial Day is a day of remembrance and showing support for our troops.
2007-05-27 12:13:47
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answered by swimincubbie16 1
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My dad!!!! He was a Vietnam Vet who contracted liver cancer a few years ago due to the Agent Orange he was exposed to. I miss him very much and he is my hero. I just hope I can face death as bravely as he did.
2007-05-27 12:13:46
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answered by shiverz 4
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i think of new and exciting ways to get out of the annual cookout at my parents house! Actually one of those people that really just think about how much i can get done with my day off..... i know, its terrible and i am a horrible person but at least I'm honest!
2007-05-29 16:33:58
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answered by Anonymous
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get on your knees and think god for people that are willing to put there lives on the line for a country that has no clue i dont think one memorial day is enough
2007-05-27 12:14:32
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answered by mrjts 4
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