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*Explored: May 28, 2023 - Thank you!

. “Those who have long enjoyed such privileges as we enjoy forget in time that men have died to win them.”-. Franklin D. Roosevelt.

Used the Rock Island National Cemetery for this image. This is where my parents are buried.

"Home of the free, because of the brave."

Thank you to the men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice.

 

Memorial Day.

for all those who lost their lives that we may enjoy our freedoms-- thank you

Vicksburg NMP. The reason for Memorial Day.

Fort Rosecrans National cemetery

Point Loma, California

Taken on Memorial Day,2016

It’s not all about sales and bargains.

Black Mountain Veterans cemetery

Never forget those who have given so much for our freedom.

The red poppy is a widely recognized symbol of remembrance and sacrifice, particularly for those who have died in service to their country, making it a fitting emblem for Memorial Day, which honors the nation's fallen heroes.

 

Sean Henderson of Lower Burrell, Pa., joins other Patriot Guard Riders in forming a large color guard at the rear of Memorial Day services today in the National Cemetery of the Alleghenies in Cecil Township. Observer-Reporter

Remembering my Grandfather Thomas (left) who served in WWI and my Uncle Bill (right) who served in WWII. I never met my Grandfather, he died long before I was born but I did know my Uncle. Both men had shrapnel in their bodies and lived with it until their death. The photo of my Grandfather was taken around 1916 and my Uncle in the 60's sometime.

Before taking the day off of building the new I-74 bridge as a Memorial Day salute, all the cranes were turned to face east and a large flag was raised.

Soft focus

Ludington Park, Delta County, Michigan

We enjoy our freedom because

they gave theirs.

 

God bless our

troops.

One of my favorite folk songs. It is a circular song, meaning it ends where it starts, and it summarizes the consequences of war. While some consider it an antiwar song, I also see it as a recognition of those who have had to make the ultimate sacrifice for their country, as well as those of their families. Having served my country for over twenty years in the military, I give those who have given all my utmost respect and admiration.

 

Lyrics:

Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?

Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?

Where have all the flowers gone?

Young girls picked them, ev’ry one.

Oh, When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?

 

Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?

Where have all the young girls gone, long time ago?

Where have all the young girls gone?

Gone to young men, ev’ry one.

Oh, when will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?

 

Where have all the young men gone, long time passing?

Where have all the young men gone, long time ago?

Where have all the young men gone?

Gone for soldiers, ev’ry one.

When will we ever learn? Oh, when we ever learn?

 

Where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?

Where have all the soldiers gone, long time ago?

Where have all the soldiers gone?

Gone to graveyards, ev’ry one.

When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?

 

Where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?

Where have all the graveyards gone, long time ago?

Where have all the graveyards gone?

Gone to flowers, ev’ry one.

When will they ever learn? Oh, when will they ever learn?

-Pete Seeger

Carson Oil Refinery

Carson, California

Civil War Memorial in Mt. Pleasant Cemetery, Millville, NJ, USA

 

This monument, erected in 1910, honors some of those souls from Millville, NJ, who lost their lives in the Civil War.

Honoring those that have gone before

Requiem

 

Preghiera alle Stelle

Preghiera al Cielo

Preghiera a Dio

Lassù

Nel Mistico Mistero

Questo piccolo mondo

Ti invoca

è in ginocchio

che prega

che spera

per un domani

in cui sia ancora sera

Requiem a Dio

Azzurra Preghiera

Parole in silenzio

Disposte

Composte

A Te che hai tutte le risposte

Noi piccoli uomini

siamo solo domande

siamo vetro che non sarà mai stella

siamo pensieri

siamo superbia

siamo libero arbitrio

senza destino

E adesso

questo piccolo mondo

è in declino

Preghiera al Cielo

Preghiera a Dio

col capo chino

piegàti dentro un inchino

Tu sei Luce

a Te ogni cosa conduce

da Te ogni cosa nasce

Noi ti invochiamo

per avere pace dalla brace

di questo Inferno

eternamente inverno

Ave Maria Madre di Dio

illumina il buio

di questo piccolo mondo

di ombre

di tombe

e di fragili Io

 

Prayer to the Stars

Prayer to Heaven

Prayer to God

up there

In the Mystical Mystery

This little world

invoke You

it is on knees

that praying

that hopes

for tomorrow

where is still night

Requiem to God

Blue Prayer

Words in silence

arranged

composed

To You that You have all the answers

We are little men

we are only questions

we are glass that will never be star

we are thought

we are pride

we have free will

Fateless

And now

this little world

is declining

Prayer to Heaven

Prayer to God

with our head down

we bent into a bow

You are the Light

everything leads to you

everything comes from You

We will invoke

to have peace from the embers

of this Hell

eternally winter

Hail Mary Mother of God

you give light to darkness

of this small world

of shadows

of tombs

and fragile I

 

Katia Celestini, Incantesimi di Carta, GDS 2012

  

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Copyright © 2012 Katia Celestini. Tutti i diritti riservati.

 

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Serendipitous. This is Cedar Memorial Cemetery. When I pulled in and parked, the wind was calm. I barely noticed where I had parked. When I was ready to leave, though, the breeze had picked up, and the photo presented itself to me. Without the license plate, of course, the image wouldn't have worked.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

 

~Martin Luther King, Jr.

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