We are Built upon the Bones of the Dead

May 24, 2015

All of us are built upon the bones of the dead. The experiences of loss are part of what make us who we are. We talk about survivors, but if the tragedy is large enough, painful enough, traumatic enough, then the person who walks into the room isn’t the same person who walks out of it. In a way, none of us are survivors, because the person we were dies on that floor, on that road, in that moment, with the people we lose. We walk away, we’re still alive, but everything we thought we were is brought into question if the loss is big enough. 

  

 The Vietnam Women’s Memorial in Washington DC. 
Memorial day was originally Decoration Day, to remember the Fallen from the Civil War. It was a war like no other that America has fought in because of how much it divided our country. Brother fought brother, father fought son, families literally met each other across the battlefield lines time and time again. We lost 620,000 people, which is still the largest loss of American life in a single armed conflict, before or since. We needed a way to mourn all our dead, those that fought on “our” side, and those we loved that fought on the “other” side. So Decoration Day was born, and then there was World War I, where Europe lost, from best estimates, 15% of it’s men between the ages of 18-30. An entire generation of men and countless civilians were lost across the face of Europe. Americans came to fight, to bleed, and some to die, but we did not lose the number that some of our European allies and enemies lost, because it wasn’t our fight at first, and it was never fought on our home soil like our Civil War. It was supposed to be the war that ended all wars because it was fought at such a terrible cost; but we all know that it wasn’t the last war.

 

World War II came and this one didn’t kill as many soldiers but it still made us pay in a loss of life that no one expected. The soldiers that helped free the concentration camp victims would tell stories of horrors beyond imagining. One of the reasons it hurt the consciousness of Europe, and us, is that we considered the Germans civilized. Germany wasn’t the idea of a barbaric nation, which was still something that people believed sincerely then, that the poor, uncivilized savages could be forgiven atrocities because they didn’t know any better; “we,” meaning the civilized world, hadn’t taught them our ways yet. The Germans had given the world Wagner, Brahms, Beethoven, and Handel, Goethe, Rilke, Heine, and Schiller, the Dusseldorf school of painting, Cornith, Caspar David Friedrich, Franz Marc, and Albrecht Durer – they were “us.” For the soldiers who freed the camps of WWII in Europe, and those who would come later to help gather evidence of the crimes committed, the thought that seemed to bother them the most was that the people who did this evil, and it is evil by any definition I am aware of, were fellow Europeans, and for Americans there was still this ideal that the Europeans were more cultured than we were. But what was behind the barbed wire, written in meticulous detail, was barbarism on a grand scale. Let me add that America interred Japanese Americans in our own camps. We didn’t do the experiments and atrocities that the Nazis did, but it is still a black mark on our country. There were Japanese Americans that fought on our side in the war while the rest of their families were prisoners. So much horror, so much gone wrong; for some reason I thought this was when Memorial Day became an official three day holiday, but I was wrong.

 

It was 1971 when then President Richard Nixon made Memorial Day a national three day weekend. It wasn’t WWII with it’s more clear cut rights and wrongs, but the Vietnam War that gave us the holiday as we know it. I was totally puzzled for a few minutes as I reviewed the history, and then I realized that if ever America had needed a holiday to remind us that our soldiers had given their lives first in the Revolutionary War that made us a country, through two World Wars, the Korean Conflict/War, and others, it was then, during the most unpopular war that we had ever fought. 1971 and the Vietnam War was part of what would forever change our country and how we viewed a lot of things. It was the end of an almost childlike faith that America had, that we were the good guys. We would come out of this time in our history far less sure of many things and out of that confusion came Memorial Day. 
I wish that I could stop this blog here in the ’70’s, but the losses have continued. We have sent hundreds of thousands of our men and women to foreign lands for one conflict or another since then, including the on-going conflicts in the Middle East and elsewhere around the world. This is the weekend to remember those who never came home.  

 

Veterans Day on November 11 is the anniversary of the Armistice of WWI. It’s the day we thank the men and women who have served our country. Hug a vet, shake their hands, say thank you for your service, on Veterans Day. It’s a day to let them know we appreciate them. Memorial Day is for remembering the Fallen, those that gave their all to defend the Constitution of the United States of America, because that’s what their oath is to; not the President, not any of the politicians, but to the document that formed our country. They fight and die for our freedoms, not just freedom, but specific freedoms guaranteed us in the Constitution and Bill of Rights. Soldiers can have as many issues with our politicians as the rest of us, they didn’t give their oath of fidelity to the politicians in Washington but to the very concepts that forged our nation. They gave their word they would defend their country from all enemies both foreign and domestic, and for some men and women their word is still their bond, honor is still a real concept and not just a pretty word in a speech. Truth, honor, respect, these words should still mean something to all of us.

 

While you’re grilling that steak, or watching your kids play in the pool, remember that this weekend is to honor and remember those that couldn’t come home. The men that aren’t there to grill for their family. The children that are motherless because their mother gave her life for her country. Those that couldn’t come home to their wives, their husbands, their loved ones. You can disagree with the politics that sent them to war, and trust me a lot of military men and women do, but they do their duty because they took an oath to do just that.  

 

This weekend is for the Fallen, regardless of politics. It is to honor those who truly gave their all in service. If that’s not worth a moment of silence and prayer, I don’t know what is. 

 

 

16 thoughts on “We are Built upon the Bones of the Dead”

  1. This was very well said. Thanks for reminding us all of the scars that all who served carry home; both mental and physical. Vets should never be homeless and should receive the best health care.

  2. Very well said, very well said. People need to remember that all soldiers, either at home or overseas, are the ones that are fighting to help keep us and other free. Also, the police, of whom I have family members serving, are not the enemy. They are the ones here to help. The race baiters ilk, such as Al Sharpton, are the ones that like to stir up unrest and then leave town. Leaving the people behind to try to recover and rebuild their lives, businesses, and neighborhoods back. So take the time to say a prayer to whichever diety you worship so that the fallen will know that their sacrifice was not in vane.

  3. Truly, profoundly, and humbly, thank you Laurell K Hamilton for this piece. My family has been serving this country in the military almost non-stop since before we were a country. I have one nephew currently in the Marines and another nephew planning on joining the Air Force. I am very proud of my family for their service.

  4. Well said! Many members of my family have served in the military over many, many years, in too many wars. I always appreciate that, along with all the fun fantasy you provide, you take time to acknowledge the information you have received from the professionals who serve our communities and country. Thanks again!! I wish a thought filled Memorial Day to everyone.

  5. Memorial Day has always meant more in my family than just a 3 day weekend with a barbecue. Thank you for sharing your insights.

  6. As a daughter of a veteran who served two tours in country during Vietnam and stateside during Desert Shield / Desert Storm, and a widow of a Naval Petty Officer. I appreciate your words and and thoughts on this weekend.

  7. This was so beautiful. Thank you, Laurell. I have tears in my eyes. My mother lost her father when she was three. He was in the Army in Germany during WWII and didn’t come home. My mother is named for him (his middle name, Merle, was feminized to Merlene for Mom’s middle name) so I have always felt close to him, despite knowing that he died 30 years before I was born. (We have his military trunk, bullet holes included, in our home. It was our coffee table when I was a kid.) So thank you for this beautiful post, which reminds us all as to why we have a Memorial Day. I do indeed remember the fallen, especially those from my family, and I give thanks everyday for those who were able to come home (like my father’s parents from WWII, my father from Vietnam, my brother from Afghanistan and Iraq).

    Thanks again!

  8. Thank you. That was beautiful. I think we all sometimes need a reminder of what this weekend is meant to represent. It is awe inspiring that so many men and women volunteer their lives to defend our Constitution every year. The very least we can do for them is too take a minute or three and remember them in our prayers or other rituals. If it weren’t for them our lives would be completely different now.

    Thank you again for writing such a beautiful piece.

  9. I have always admired your writing, and this beautifully eloquent piece is a prime example of why. Thank you so much for your heartfelt words. You have made me cry and reminded me of the sacrifices so many have made so that I can have that barbecue today. Thank you.

  10. Very well spoken. I am afraid that the younger generation has no idea why they have the freedoms they are able to enjoy. Recentley I heard an older gentleman had askef 3 11 year old boys if they could say The Pledge of Allegiance. Two of the boys who attended private schools had no problem,however the one boy attending a public school replied”they don’t teach that in our school” I was shocked and I believe that needs to change. So go our young people, so will go our great country, I am afraid!

  11. Just like our ANZAC day was started to remember those who fell in the first world war

  12. Wow! Thank you so much for your wonderful post. I had no idea that Memorial Day Weekend was as recent as 1971, and I’m sure old enough to be aware of that. The replies above really make me appreciate all the sacrifices that were made on behalf of our country and it’s populace. Thank you to all our military folk, you are really, literally life savers.

  13. I am a veteran. I served in the USAF. My brother is a career marine. am so pleased to see such a reverent approach to this subject matter.

    Sometimes civilians say things to veterans and service members like: “Happy Memorial Day”

    No. It is NOT a happy day. It is a day that we remember those who gave the greatest sacrifice. Lady liberty is a bloodthirsty bitch and she requires a new infusion from time to time.

    This is a bit of a cliche, but a veteran is a person who at one time in his or her life signed a blank check to the United States for “up to and including my life.”

  14. Very well said. It is important that we honor those who gave their life in service to their country. Whether one agree’s or disagree’s with the conflict, war or campaign that is/was occurring, that service member gave everything for his/her country, fellow man, fellow soldier. They deserve our honor and respect.

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