Memorial Day is here again. Many of us will enjoy a three-day weekend. Vacations will begin or end. Ceremonies will commemorate graduation from high schools and colleges. There will be stockcar races, and everything from pajamas to boats will go on sale. Have a barbeque. We all could use a break. There is nothing wrong with that. Our war dead gave their lives to secure our way of life, and they would want us to enjoy it.
Please remember to take a little time, however, to reflect on our war dead; those who died to make us a free people. Honor their memory by zealously guarding the freedoms they died for.
Crossing the Bar
by
Alfred
Lord Tennyson
Sunset
and evening star,
And one
clear call for me!
And may
there be no moaning of the bar,
When I
put out to sea,
But
such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too
full for sound and foam,
When
that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns
again home.
Twilight
and evening bell,
And
after that the dark!
And may
there be no sadness of farewell,
When I
embark;
For
tho' from out our bourne of Time and Place
The
flood may bear me far,
I hope
to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar. *
* https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45321/crossing-the-bar
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