Memorial Day

The Mold Wranglers of Montana salute our veterans.

Well, tomorrow is Memorial Day. This is, to me, a holiday similar to Christmas in that its true meaning has been lost over the years.

The holiday was originally called “Decoration Day” and was first officially observed May 30, 1868 as a day to recognize and honor the fallen soldiers of the Union in the American Civil war. Traditionally, American flags are placed over the grave-sites of the fallen heroes who have given their lives defending our freedom and the integrity of this nation.

It seems to me, Memorial Day is now an excuse for barbecues and sales at department stores.

We will be honoring our fallen comrades tomorrow and remembering how they sacrificed everything to ensure we could maintain our way of life. Without our military and all they do, we would not be who we are anymore. We can barbecue and shop at sales because of their courage.

The young men who gave up their lives and futures for us deserve much more than one day.

“In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.


We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.


Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

 If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

 In Flanders fields.”


 – Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae (WWI)


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