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| Gr-grandfather, Martin Van Buren Shive, Civil War, Bull Run |
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Gr-Grandfather Martin Van Buren Shive, second from right, Bull Run
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Louis Benjamin Peck Civil War Veteran
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Uncle Leo Peck, WW1
Son of Louis
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Lewis Parker Cardiff, WW1
Grandfather
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Louis "Bud" Peck, Army Air Corp., Mariana Islands
Grandson of Louis B. Peck.
Location of the atomic bomb plane, Enola Gay |
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| Cousin Bill Peyton, Infantry, Vietnam, died 1970 |
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| Classmate from high school, James Michael Williams |
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| A boy from my town, Jay Shelby, died 1967 |
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Our town boy, Jay Shelby, died 1967
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A book written by Lt. General Hal Moore (Ret)
with war reporter Joseph L. Galloway
Too many lives sacrificed.
ReplyDeleteMillions of lives.
DeleteMy heart grieves for those left behind. How i wish no one ever had to fight to defend our nation, and how grateful i am that when it is needed, some step up and do so.
ReplyDeleteOur country must be grateful for the men and women who have done so.
DeleteIt is hard to put into words The respect and admiration of men and women who have put themselves in harm's way, following orders of their country. I always remember the lines from the 'Charge of the Light Brigade':
ReplyDeleteTheirs not to make reply, theirs but to do and die, into the valley of death rode the six hundred. YES, soldiers who follow orders whether they agree or not, MANY DO NOT RETURN. SAD!
So well stated.
DeleteSo many brave men have answered the call to defend us, and some did not return. Sad.
ReplyDeleteIt is indeed tragic.
DeleteIs it Memorial Day or are you just remembering?
ReplyDeleteIt is our day of remembrance. I know that other countries celebrate it on different months and days.
DeleteWe are of a generation whose fathers were changed by war. powerful post.
ReplyDeleteThe PTSD (unrecognized) sure affected our families down the line.
DeleteHi Susan - just desperate so many died ... but what an interesting book to be able to refer to ... wars of any kind are so appalling ... I do hope we can live in compassionate times ... thanks for posting today: your Memorial Day ... with thoughts - Hilary
ReplyDeleteWe live in more aware times.
DeleteFrom the beginning of time, old men have been sending young men (and now women) off to the horrors of wars. The drum beat still goes on and families continue to mourn.
ReplyDeleteThis is the chain that never seems to end.
DeleteWell done. Really brings things home.
ReplyDeleteAs a kid, we went around the cemetery and laid flowers. History and ancestry was part of our rural lives.
DeleteWe figured out the identity of my grandmother's father through DNA testing and a lot of digging. He was a terrible and awful man, but he did fight in WW2, so that's neat. I have known ancestors in the Civil War (though they fought for the wrong side, the CSA) and the American Revolution. None in Vietnam, unsure on the rest.
ReplyDeleteThose are some remarkable results to uncover.
DeleteMany members of my family served in various wars. My brother was also killed in Viet Nam in 1970. A great-uncle died in Europe during WWI. It took more than a year for his body to come home. Thank you for all the men and women who served and those who are serving now.
ReplyDeleteThe numbers of veterans who are buried somewhere in distant lands keeps the hurt open.
DeleteThis was a moving post for Memorial Day, Susan. I enjoyed looking at the photos which remind me of too many in my collection, generations in my family marked by the horrors of war. I am grateful and in awe of the sacrifices men and women have made in the service of my adopted country and in the service of my native country. I wish that the people of the world could live in peace with tolerance and respect for each other.
ReplyDeleteThanks for popping over. Having those old photos mean so much to me. I cannot find one I have of my grandma's father. He joined the Rough Riders under an assumed name.
DeleteThose photos were absolutely amazing and such heroes all. We will remember all of our heroes each and every day.
ReplyDeleteWe should remember them even more as time passes.
DeleteYou are so fortunate to have those pictures.
ReplyDeleteThose photos were always important to our family. We are fortunate to collect them after my folks died.
DeletePraying for peace.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
Always and forever.
DeleteSusan:
ReplyDeleteHal Moore was one f those people I would have loved to chat with.
Those pictures are marvelous.
Moments in time...captured for posterity.
Preserve them all.
A very good tribute for Memorial Day.
Thanks, Bob.
DeleteThose are great old pictures.
ReplyDeleteI was blessed to find and hold onto them.
DeleteHow powerful this post is, and how sad. I don't know when mankind will realise that there has to be a better way to settle disputes than by killing.
ReplyDeleteWe live in a world of good and evil. Evil seeks to destroy, Good seeks to save. I don't believe that this will ever stop.
DeleteBeautifully written and moving post Susan.
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Thank you, Rick.
DeleteSo many gave so much.
ReplyDeleteSo very many indeed.
DeleteIt must be strange to go to the wall and see names of people you knew. I hear it's a moving experience.
ReplyDeleteIt is. It was a somber experience, to see the names of boys from farming communities near my own. There was a disproportionate number of young men taken from our small county of farmers.
Deletethis is touching post dear Susan!
ReplyDeletehow great that you have many people in life who served for country !
my maternal father was in army and used to tell stories about his adventures then my brother joined army but left because of his restless nature
i think world need to reshape the meaning of patriotism now
planet earth is homeland for all of us and we have to save it from US
hugs!
I hope you gathered some stories about your grandfather.
DeleteThanks for posting this. Sometimes pictures portray the reality of things like sacrifice and loss better then words can.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Brian. Pictures really do say 1000 words, and more.
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