On Memorial Day in the US, I wanted to take a moment and remember one of the heroes in my own family, my great uncle Milner. I never met Uncle Milner, my Gramma's brother, because he was killed in action on Iwo Jima during World War II, several years before my mom was even born. When I look at this photo I am struck by how young he was, and how eager to defend our country.
He was killed by sniper fire on March 11, 1945. The Battle of Iwo Jima ended March 26.
This is where he lays, in the Fourth Marine Division Cemetery on Iwo Jima.
My dad served in the Vietnam War, and when I was a kid he was active in the local VFW. I remember going with him to cemeteries in the morning on Memorial Day, with other members of the VFW, to fire rifles in a salute to fallen soldiers. I didn't really understand what I was watching, I just liked the loud noise the guns would make. I sometimes stop and think that it's a little odd that the tradition in this country is to spend Memorial Day, a day dedicated to remembering the brave men and women who have lost their lives defending our country, hanging out by the pool, grilling, generally having fun. But then I think it makes perfect sense. Thanks to them we enjoy this freedom - it's a perfect way to celebrate all they have done for us. As long as we pause for at least a moment to remember what this day truly means.But don't worry, my blog hasn't turned somber and serious - I will be back soon with a silly, light-hearted card for you to enjoy! :-) Hope you all are enjoying your weekend!
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The blog hop this weekend has been truly amazing, and eyeopening to hear all the stories. I love reading this story, and it's interesting to see how sad news was delivered.
ReplyDeleteI spent some time at a Veteran's cemetary here in NH yesterday. My father became the director there after retiring from the Air Force and it was my first time being there. Sombering indeed.
TFS! What a wonderful family history!
ReplyDeleteOh, my...this is an amazing post. I thank you for sharing this piece of history!
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Libby. We too often forget exactly what Memorial Day is all about. I cannot imagine getting that telegram.
ReplyDeleteWhat a thought inspiring post, Libby!! Thank you!!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful tribute to your great uncle Milner, Libby. When I was in high school the older guys were heading off to Vietnam. Living through that era was a very sobering experience. By the time it was over I was an adult, but some friends never made it that far. I always think about these things while I'm enjoying my three day weekend. I try not to be sad about it, but I can't help but think about all the families who have been so hurt by war. Senseless ego, greed, and testosterone-driven war.
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