I d been there a few times, so when I took a friend to visit a year ago, it seemed like the same stuff . But, I was really impressed, they were having a military funeral that day and it was amazing to watch the Army caisson carrying a flag-draped casket with the funeral procession walking behind, while a lone drummer pounded to mark the step.
for me the most profound feeling was the full realization of the destruction war causes... you see pictures of death and destruction where the wars take place, but when you see all of the graves sprawling for what seems like forever, you truly realize how horrible it was that all of these people died in war started purely for a thirst for power
My Father, my Son and my Brother-in-law...I ve stopped asking God why? When you put a rifle up against your face in combat and pull the trigger... deep down inside you tell yourself your doing what you do for Mom, her apple pie, and that dusty old car of yours back home under the shed. So if you ever get back home your going to hug Mom and tell her how wonderful he pie was, and go outside for a ride in your car around town. Some day you find yourself at Arlington Cemetery just like Pvt. Ryan. You really can t say or feel much because your kind of numb. You remember the sounds of war... and all the bad memories locked in your head. I think what it must have been like to be a soldier in the Roman Army. Think about all the people who have given up their life because they were sick and tired of being sick and tired. How about the men in Washington s Army walking around with rag s on their feet in the snow because they were mad at the English. And look what happened ? We won the right to be free at one heck of a price. One time my wife and I bought a house down in Southern Missouri. Across the street was an old-old cemetery. Many of the folks back then could not afford a tomb stone so there is just a rock on the ground to mark their spot. Talk about having some thoughts. Those folks were up every morning feeding the chickens and cow s before the sun came up. Their entertainment might have been once a month have a dance down in the Church basement. I love going back in History. I ve been lucky to have seen maybe 3,000+ different towns and such over the years. I m a Army brat, been to Europe and Asia with the family. Then 4 years floating around here and there in the Marine Corps. Then 25 years with Trans World Airlines. 8 years driving Semi-trucks and cab s all over the USA and Canada. If any of you people reading this ever get the urge to travel somewhere, just do it !!For starter s look up your family tree and go visit the Old Country where your Great-Great-Great Grand Parents came from. If your lucky, and they came from some Village way far back over somewhere, that s even better. See... what you do is write a letter to the Mayor of that Village. Ask him what treat you can bring him from America. Tell him your coming over to look up your family tree and you would appreciate any help he can pass along. Maybe some distant Uncle or Aunt in your family tree could write you a letter with information. Now what s really great is when you get over there the whole town will come out to meet you because you are the Rich American from the USA. Some of the kid s will ask you how many Movie Stars you know (ha-ha) I love traveling.
i was there with my old boyscout troop back in 2005, it was purly awe inspireing. it was jsut amazing, but sad at teh same time. Just to think of all the colective experiences of all teh people laying in the ground. nothing but crosses as far as the eye could see. its jsut so.....wow
I thought of the many brave people who served our country and died. The changing of the guard ceremony was very interesting. Arlington National Cemetery is much larger than I imagined.
amazed at all the crosses.
That s a lot of dead people who were killed by other men.