—Remembering Back 1944
“As I walked thru the many white crosses with a dog tag attached I will always think of two of these crosses. Winston Pace-a close buddy I run around with. Gomer Scott an old class buddy from the Beaverdam School. These two crosses stood out above all the thousands I saw as I passed by. Both killed on D-Day in France, my age-a few years before the age of 20. There were many more in the following years but only these two still stay with me after all these years. To them on this day I say a prayer. Thanks Winston-Thanks Gomer, you paid a price for this freedom I enjoy.”
Charles Fletcher, WWII Veteran
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Tipper
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Thank you Tipper and Charles Fletcher. Seems like I’m getting dozens of “Memorial Day Sale” advertisements and not much notice taken of the fallen service men and women the day is intended to honor. It’s been bothering me a lot. Thank you.
Thanks Charles, we need to remember. My husband was in Korea and Vietnam.
I am thankful for every one who serves or has served.
Thank you for that honorable picture Tipper. Tha k all those who fought for our Country. God Bless!
Tipper,
and Charles,
I know what it’s like to lose someone, especially Real friends you grew up with, or someone Special in your life. I’m sorry for your loss.
I had a friend who Deer Hunted often with me up at Rainbow Springs in Nantahala. He got called to the Army for Service to Our Country in the Vietnam War. Two weeks later, we learned that He
had been killed. That was a dreaded thing and I still think of him. Some things you just learn to live with. God bless our Veterans. …Ken
Thanks (such a small word) but thanks veterans for your service and sacrifice. We still receive from you when we remember, though the remembrance is supposed to be about you and not us.
My great aunt Julia lost her only son in Pacific during the 2nd World War. His body was never recovered. Her bitterness was such that she would never buy anything made in Japan. She lived to be 106.
Every Memorial Day weekend, a friend and her husband has a “gathering to remember.” They will rightly correct you if you call it a party. Yes, everyone brings their musical instruments and a dish, and when they call everyone together for the food a prayer of thanks is said. Each year, before the music begins, her brother, who is a Vietnam vet and was awarded a Medal of Honor, speaks honoring a different fallen buddy.