Memorial Day 2009 - My Late Little Brother USMC

[Riverkilt]

My little town has a pretty sharp ceremony in the local cemetary. VFW puts it on. Speakers, Honor Guard, Bugler. They have a remembrance table of pics for them that want to bring them. This year took along my late little brother's picture. He was a cold warrior in Marine Air, then later a Drill Instructor in San Diego.



Wore my Kathy Lare hand sewn Leatherneck tartan - 13 ounce from Strathmore Mills - and my new beaver fur L&M Sporran. Wore the red ghillie shirt and red Lewis kilt hose for BLOOD. There were a LOT of old vets there today, even an aging Navajo Code Talker. The Mayor and Justice of the Peace showed up. Maybe a hundred folks all together, everyone serious about Memorial day.

Here's a pleat shot of the Leatherneck taken later.



This was Kathy's kilt #1002 sewn back in March of 2007.

Ron

[Dardanelles]

My thoughts are with you and your brother.

[KFCarter]

Here's to you and your little brother, Ron.

[vmac3205]

Nice memorial to your little brother.

[dfmacliam]

Bless you and yours, Ron. Its a sad day, for sure.. Remembering those who died serving... I am a better man for it.

That Leatherneck tartan looks great, I had wondered how it would look with red hose. I have navy blue hose with red trad garters.

[thescot]

WEll, Ron, you know that Marines honor their own in ways that others just don't.

As a Marine, I thank you for your honoring your brother and mine. I salute your memory.

Semper fi. Carry on.

[bigdad1]

Thanks for sharing with us. Semper Fi to you and your brother. Memories don't die unless we let them. Keep his alive.

[IRISH]

hats off to you and your brother, ron. i was thinking of my brother-in-law today, who was killed in afghanistan three years ago and my father's uncle who lost his left arm on the beach at anzio, 1944.

went to the small town parade in the village where i grew up and nearly everything that went by made me teary-eyed, from the girl scouts to the fire trucks. had a particularly hard time keeping it together while explaining to my eight year old daughter the significance of the horse with no rider.

as painful as it may be, it is nice to see people celebrating a holiday for its true intended meaning.

most kind regards to those whose family members have served and made the ultimate sacrifice.

[JolyStNicholas]

For your brother who was my brother Marine too and all Marines around the world.

Semper Fi

[McMurdo]

Ron
Great photos, and the Leatherneck was the right tartan to wear, it looks great with the red shirt and hose. It's good to see your wee town does it right, it should be a serious day.




For The Fallen
With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England's foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.