LittleMissStretch
05-26-08, 11:17 PM
"Please don't call me Sir. Spider, call me Spider"
Spider. That's a name I will never forget. At today's Memorial Day Service. I had the pleasure of being approached by a LCpl, who told me his story as he choked back tears. He spoke of his brothers, the men he fought with and the men whose stories have been left to collect dust. I had no words to express as he spoke. All I could think of was....How could no one remeber these men? How could anyone ignore them? Are humans so selfish as to not take 5 min to hear the tale of a Veteran who fought hard and hear the tales of those who could not make it home? I racked my brains for hours trying to find the answers to my own questions as his story played over and over in my head. He'd been through so much. He watched hid brothers die and was able to continue forward...for them. He looked me in the eye's, I could see the tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank You" he said. I smiled. He was reffering to the fact that someone told him I was leaving for Boot soon. I was going to be a part of HIS beloved Corps. I was going to fight for the same freedoms and rights as he did. I looked up at hime and just said. "No, Thank You" He smiled and walked away meeting his wife and two daughters. THOSE are the men that motivate me to want to be the BEST MARINE I can be. THOSE are the men I will be thinking of when that EGA is placed in my hand or when I look at myself in my uniform.
Quote from Cadet Leiutenant Michael Murray(Executive Officer of the NJROTC at my school) at the Water Ceremony This Sunday. "Please, tell us your stories. Tell us your stories so we can tell others. Tell us of your brothers. Tell us of the battles you've seen and tell us how you survived. Tell us, so that your your stories and memories will live on and they WILL live on because we will not let them fade....."
Spider. That's a name I will never forget. At today's Memorial Day Service. I had the pleasure of being approached by a LCpl, who told me his story as he choked back tears. He spoke of his brothers, the men he fought with and the men whose stories have been left to collect dust. I had no words to express as he spoke. All I could think of was....How could no one remeber these men? How could anyone ignore them? Are humans so selfish as to not take 5 min to hear the tale of a Veteran who fought hard and hear the tales of those who could not make it home? I racked my brains for hours trying to find the answers to my own questions as his story played over and over in my head. He'd been through so much. He watched hid brothers die and was able to continue forward...for them. He looked me in the eye's, I could see the tears welling up in his eyes. "Thank You" he said. I smiled. He was reffering to the fact that someone told him I was leaving for Boot soon. I was going to be a part of HIS beloved Corps. I was going to fight for the same freedoms and rights as he did. I looked up at hime and just said. "No, Thank You" He smiled and walked away meeting his wife and two daughters. THOSE are the men that motivate me to want to be the BEST MARINE I can be. THOSE are the men I will be thinking of when that EGA is placed in my hand or when I look at myself in my uniform.
Quote from Cadet Leiutenant Michael Murray(Executive Officer of the NJROTC at my school) at the Water Ceremony This Sunday. "Please, tell us your stories. Tell us your stories so we can tell others. Tell us of your brothers. Tell us of the battles you've seen and tell us how you survived. Tell us, so that your your stories and memories will live on and they WILL live on because we will not let them fade....."