Memorial Day

RaNae, Connie, Jean, and I had a free day on Saturday, so we went to the Dallas - Ft. Worth National Cemetery.  It was established in 2000 and already has 35,000 people buried there.  There are soldiers who have been killed since 2000, soldiers that have been moved to this cemetery, and soldiers who served earlier in their lives and chose this place when they passed.  Spouses can also be buried there. Thirteen burials were scheduled on Saturday.  They said the average is 10-12 a day.  It is a very beautiful place with rolling hills and a feeling of quiet sadness.  Such sacrifices from so many....


The bench garden was an eagle scout project. James I. Stone earned a "Metal of Honor" for his service. Very sad feeling to see the most recent burials as our sad story continues. The large headstone is in honor of a helicopter crew that went down.   This poem has been in my thoughts since then.

                                                             Flanders Field

                                                In Flanders fields the poppies blow
                                                Between the crosses, row by row,
                                                That mark our place; and in the sky
                                                The larks, still bravely singing, fly
                                                Scarce heard amid the guns below.


                                                We are the dead, short days ago
                                                We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
                                                Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
                                                In Flanders fields.


                                                Take up our quarrel with the foe;
                                                To you from failing hands we throw
                                                The torch; be yours to hold it high.
                                                If ye break faith with us who die
                                                We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
                                                In Flanders fields.

                                                                                   John McCrae

                     

                                   

On Memorial Day we spent time touring the George W. Bush Library and Museum.  There was a lot of excitement when it opened awhile back as there were five U.S. Pres. in attendance.  We called the two sisters in Irving, and one sister that works for the mission employment office to go with us.  We enjoyed a beautiful patriotic weekend!  The museum was wonderful!  My heart ached for what leadership our country could have had with Mitt Romney, and the cost of where we are now! Such a tragedy and heartache!  When I look at the good moral men the George Bush's were; along with Ronald Regan, Abraham Lincoln and others;  my heart aches with sorrow that our government has changed so much.  My hope is that the American people will be able to come back to the family values that can make our country whole.  God Bless our Country and it's People! 

Sister Hulse, Me, Sis. Shell, Sis. Campbell and Sister Bennion at the library and museum.  "The wind always blows in Texas."