The day is Memorial Day and I sit at my computer remembering all the soldiers
from every branch, who died for Freedom in a strange land, under difficult
circumstances, never returning alive to those whom they loved.
It is not strange that some men will die for Freedom, for they have tasted
thereof and found it refreshing to the soul. Yes, I too, would die for Freedom,
and so would you, for Freedom is loved beyond measure. No yardstick can measure
its depth and/or width, for Freedom goes on and on in a circuit of infinity,
fanned by the hand of God. Its embers never die, but can ignite the hearts of
simple folk who have learned that true Freedom comes from God.
There is no charge for Freedom, yet its value is beyond human imagination. Would
that every red-blooded American chose to "stand tall" in this present hour when
so many terrorists would strive to kill Freedom and to remove that precious word
from the Dictionary of the World!
I spell Freedom with a capital "F" . . . to do less is unworthy of all we can do or
God Bless America . . . glorious land of my birth!
C. Douglas Caffey
C. Douglas Caffey is a disabled veteran of WWII. He
served (1944-1946) in the 509th Composite Bomb Group,
58th Wing, Air Photo Unit, 20th Air Force, United States
Army Air Force. It was the 509th who dropped the atomic
bombs on Japan and did the atom bomb tests at Bikini in
the Pacific. A chronic sufferer of PTSD since WWII, Doug
is a former college dean. He started writing poetry
several years ago and though he doesn't claim to be a
poet, he does claim to write from the heart.
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