“The cost of freedom is always high, but Americans have always paid it. And one path we shall never choose, and that is the path of surrender, or submission.” -John F. Kennedy

Patriotism is supporting your country all the time, and your government when it deserves it. Mark Twain

‘He Is Always Watching Over Me’: 4-Year-Old Boy in Dress Uniform Makes Poignant Visit to Dad’s Arlington Grave on ...

Posted: 05.25.2015

When Christian Jacobs was only 8-months-old, his father — Marine Sgt. Christopher James Jacobs — died in a training accident in California. “When he got here the first thing he did was run up and hug the stone,” Brittany told CNN of her son, who ...


Memorial Day Parade honors fallen veterans

Posted: 05.25.2015

Young and old lined both sides of Green Street on Monday, waving flags and cheering. The 13th annual Memorial Day Parade drew an enormous crowd to downtown Gainesville, stretching from Green Street onto E.E. Butler Parkway and Spring Street. The parade ...


Jesse Hahn’s shutout heads up great day for Oakland A’s

Posted: 05.25.2015

Tyler Collins (18) of the Tigers can't handle a drive by Mark Canha (20) in the fifth inning. The Oakland A's battle the Detroit Tigers on Memorial Day at O.co Coliseum. It also marked the return of former Oakland A's slugger Yoenis Cespedes. A's fans ...


Drone crashes into crowd at Memorial Day parade in Marblehead, Mass. (VIDEO)

Posted: 05.25.2015

A drone hovering over a Memorial Day parade in Marblehead, Mass. struck a building and fell on two spectators below on Monday. Scot Yount suffered a small gash in the back of the neck when he and another spectator were hit by the out-of-control drone, CBS ...


Remember Heroic Dog-Handler Teams on Memorial Day

Posted: 05.25.2015

Memorial Day is a holiday to remember all the military men and women who died while serving their country. Americans should observe this holiday by visiting cemeteries and memorials, or gathering with a family of the fallen, instead of attending sales.


What Memorial Day Means

Posted: 05.25.2015

Memorial Day is a time each year to remember those who died for our nation in war against our enemies. In honoring these good men, it is just as important to remember what they were fighting and dying to defend and to preserve. These days, it seems as if ...


Hundreds pay tribute to veterans at Memorial Day ceremonies in La Crosse

Posted: 05.25.2015

a time to honor those who have made the ultimate sacrifice to protect our country. In La Crosse . that included the annual parade through the city. Parade goers lined the streets to remember those who Thousands across the country are celebrating Memorial ...


Columbia honors veterans Memorial Day at Salute to Veterans parade

Posted: 05.25.2015

COLUMBIA — After almost an hour of waiting for the clouds to clear, the crowd gathered downtown for the Salute to Veterans Parade sent up such a noisy cheer it could be heard by the pilots overhead who were dropping the Golden Knights parachutists.


Memorial Day celebrations march on despite rainy conditions

Posted: 05.25.2015

Despite the rain Monday, Memorial Day celebrations went on as planned. The men and women who attended the Memorial Day parade in West Chester said there is nothing that would prevent them from honoring service men and women. Navy veteran Dennis Suttmiller ...


S.F. Memorial Day ceremony salutes those who fell in wartime

Posted: 05.25.2015

Maya Evans, 8, of San Anselmo reads a grave marker at the San Francisco National Cemetery during the Memorial Day Celebration on Monday, May 25, 2015 in San Francisco, Calif. Ricky Freeman, 3, waves during the flyover as he sits on the shoulders of his ...


Bivouac Of The Dead 

By Theodore O'Hara
(Written in memory of the Kentucky troops killed in the Mexican War - 1847)

Portions Of This Haunting Poem Are Inscribed On Placards 
Throughout Arlington, As Well as On 
The McClellan Gate There 

The muffled drum's sad roll has beat 
The soldier's last tattoo; 
No more on Life's parade shall meet 
That brave and fallen few. 
On fame's eternal camping ground 
Their silent tents to spread, 
And glory guards, with solemn round 
The bivouac of the dead.

No rumor of the foe's advance 
Now swells upon the wind; 
Nor troubled thought at midnight haunts 
Of loved ones left behind; 
No vision of the morrow's strife 
The warrior's dreams alarms; 
No braying horn or screaming fife 
At dawn shall call to arms.

Their shriveled swords are red with rust, 
Their plumed heads are bowed, 
Their haughty banner, trailed in dust, 
Is now their martial shroud. 
And plenteous funeral tears have washed 
The red stains from each brow, 
And the proud forms, by battle gashed 
Are free from anguish now.

The neighing troop, the flashing blade, 
The bugle's stirring blast, 
The charge, the dreadful cannonade, 
The din and shout, are past; 
Nor war's wild note, nor glory's peal 
Shall thrill with fierce delight 
Those breasts that nevermore may feel 
The rapture of the fight.

Like the fierce Northern hurricane 
That sweeps the great plateau, 
Flushed with triumph, yet to gain, 
Come down the serried foe, 
Who heard the thunder of the fray 
Break o'er the field beneath, 
Knew the watchword of the day 
Was "Victory or death!"

Long had the doubtful conflict raged 
O'er all that stricken plain, 
For never fiercer fight had waged 
The vengeful blood of Spain; 
And still the storm of battle blew, 
Still swelled the glory tide; 
Not long, our stout old Chieftain knew, 
Such odds his strength could bide.

Twas in that hour his stern command 
Called to a martyr's grave 
The flower of his beloved land, 
The nation's flag to save. 
By rivers of their father's gore 
His first-born laurels grew, 
And well he deemed the sons would pour 
Their lives for glory too.

For many a mother's breath has swept 
O'er Angostura's plain -- 
And long the pitying sky has wept 
Above its moldered slain. 
The raven's scream, or eagle's flight, 
Or shepherd's pensive lay, 
Alone awakes each sullen height 
That frowned o'er that dread fray.

Sons of the Dark and Bloody Ground 
Ye must not slumber there, 
Where stranger steps and tongues resound 
Along the heedless air. 
Your own proud land's heroic soil 
Shall be your fitter grave; 
She claims from war his richest spoil -- 
The ashes of her brave.

Thus 'neath their parent turf they rest, 
Far from the gory field, 
Borne to a Spartan mother's breast 
On many a bloody shield; 
The sunshine of their native sky 
Smiles sadly on them here, 
And kindred eyes and hearts watch by 
The heroes sepulcher.

Rest on embalmed and sainted dead! 
Dear as the blood ye gave; 
No impious footstep here shall tread 
The herbage of your grave; 
Nor shall your glory be forgot 
While Fame her record keeps, 
For honor points the hallowed spot 
Where valor proudly sleeps.

Yon marble minstrel's voiceless stone 
In deathless song shall tell, 
When many a vanquished ago has flown, 
The story how ye fell; 
Nor wreck, nor change, nor winter's blight, 
Nor time's remorseless doom, 
Can dim one ray of glory's light 
That gilds your deathless tomb.