Skip to comments.Memorial Day Essay (by Glenn Beck)
Posted on 05/27/2005 5:45:49 PM PDT by Chong
Glenn Beck, aka, "a sick freak" posted a Memorial Day Essay (audio) written especially for Vietnam veterans. He made my "tough" Vietnam veteran hubby cry.
Below is the text that I typed with hubby's help for those of you with slow connection. I type pretty fast, but couldn't keep up with Glenn's audio, so hubby would play some and pause while I catch up, etc. Of course the text doesn't convey the emotion, but at least, you can read it.
Please excuse any mistakes or typo's. OH, and Glenn? Please don't sue me? You said it was free for all veterans, especially Vietnam veterans, right?
They carried fatigues and jungle boots, bush hats, flap jackets and steal pots, they carried the m14 and the m16 rifle, the m60 machine gun, the m79 grenade launchers, stoners and Swedish (?), 60mm, LAWS, shotguns, 45 caliber pistols, silencers, the sound of bullets sounds of rockets and choppers, sometimes the sounds was silence.
They carried trip flairs and claymore mines, c4 plastic explosives and assortment of grenades, radios, knives and machetes, some carried Nippon bombs, large bombs, some risked their lives to rescue others, some escaped to the fears that dealt with the death and the damage. Some made very hard decisions and some just tried to survive.
They carried with them malaria and decentarian (sp?), ring worms and leaches, they carried the land itself as it hardened on their boots. They carried stationary, pencils, pictures of the loved ones, real or imagined. They carried love for people in the real world and love for one another. They carried memories, for the most part, they carried themselves with poise and kind of dignity.
Now and then there were times when panic set in and people squealed and wanted to but couldn't, when they twitched and made moaning sounds, and covered their heads and said, Dear God, and hugged the earth and fired their weapons blindly, and cringed and begged for the noise to just stop.
And went wild and made stupid promises, to themselves and to God and their parents just hoping not to die. The carried the traditions of the US military, memories and images of those who served before them. They carried grief, terror, longing and their reputations. They carried the soldier's greatest fear, the embarrassment of dishonor, they crawled into tunnels, walked point, and advanced under fire, as to not die of embarrassment.
They were afraid of dying but too afraid to show it. They carried the Emotional baggage of men who might die at any moment. They carried the weight of the world. And some of them carried each other home in boxes and bags. At first there was no place for those to go, until someone put up that black granite wall. Now everyday and every night my brothers and my sisters wait to see the many people from places afar file in front of this wall.
Many stop briefly and many for hours and many come in regular basis. It was hard at first not that it has gotten any easier but it seems that many of the attitudes towards the Vietnam War that were involved in has changed. Hope so. I can only pray that those on the other side have learned something.
And more wall such as this one needn't be built. Several members of my unit and many I don't even recognize have called me to the wall by touching my name engraved upon it. Their tears aren't necessary. But are hard even for me to hold back.
Dont' feel guilty for not being with me my brothers. This was my destiny as this was yours to be on that side of the wall. Touch the wall my brothers, so we may share in the memories that we have. And learn to put the bad memories aside and remember only the pleasant times we had together tell our other brothers out there to come and visit me. Not to say goodbye but to say hello.
And be together again even if it's for just a short time. To ease to pain of loss that we all share. Today a loving and irresistible call summons me to the wall. As I approach I can see an elderly lady as I get closer I recognize her it's my momma as much as I've look forward to this day I've also dreaded because I didn't know what reaction I would have.
And next to her I suddenly see my wife and immediately think how hard it must have been for her to come to this place. My mind floods with memories of 30 years past. There's a young man in military uniform standing with his arms around her. I got it! It has to be my son.
Look at him trying to be man without a tear in his eyes. I yearn to tell him how proud I am of him. Seeing him standing proud and tall in his uniform.
Momma now comes closer and touches the wall. I feel soft and gentle touch. I haven't felt that in so many years. Momma, dad has crossed into the other side of the wall. Thought out touching, trying to convey to her that dad is fine and is no longer suffering or feeling pain. To see my wife's courage building as she sees momma touches the wall she approaches and lays her hand on my waiting hand.
All of the emotions and feelings and memories of the three decades flash between our touches and I tell her that it's okay, it's alright and carry on with your life and don't worry about me. I can see as I look into her eyes that she hears me. And a big burden has been lifted away from her and the wings of understanding.
I watch as they lay flowers and other memories of my past. My lucky charm that was taken from me and sent to her by my CO. Tattered and worn teddy bear that I can barely remember having as I grew up as a child. Several medals that I earn that were presented to my wife. One is a combat infantry badge and I am so very proud of it I noticed that my son was wearing the very same medal I earned mine in the jungles of Vietnam and he probably earned his in Iraq.
I can tell now that they are preparing to leave. I try to take a mental picture of them together because I don't know when I will see them again I don't blame them if they weren't to return. Then I can only thank them that I was not forgotten. My wife and my Momma come near the wall for the one final touch.
So many years of indecision and fear and sorrow let go. As they turn to leave, I feel my tears that has not flown for so many years form dew drops on the other side of the wall. They slowly moved away and only a sudden glace over their shoulders
My son, he suddenly stops and slowly returns. He stands up straight and proud in front of me and snaps a salute. Something draws him near. He puts his hand upon the etched stone and touches my tears that formed the dew drops on the face of the wall. And I can tell that he senses of my presence and the pride and love that I have for him.
He falls to his knees and tears fall from his eyes. And I try my best to ensure him that it's alright. Tears don't make him a less of a man. As he moves back and wipes tears from his eyes, he slowly mouths, God bless you dad.
God bless you son. We will meet someday. But in the mean while, go your own way, there's no hurry, there's no hurry at all. As I see them walk off in the distance, I yell out to them and everyone there today as loud as I can with the others on this side of the wall joining in.
And I notice that the US flag, the Old Glory that so proudly flies in front of us everyday is flapping, standing proudly, straight out in the wind from our gathering numbers this day and we shouted again and again, "Thanks for remembering.. Thanks for remembering. Thanks. For remembering."
Thanks for doing this. *sob*
Thank you for being here. Am trying to post the direct link to it as we speak.
Anyone who has NOT visited the Vietnam Wall in D.C., you are missing a powerful experience.
To all the Vietnam Vets and to all Veterans...God bless and keep you this Memorial Day.
Amen. Thank YOU for serving, GulfWar1Vet. God Bless you.
We owe them so much. I would just like them to know that we know that.
Thank you for your effort in typing this out. I can't imagine the tears flowing as you did so. It was worth it for sharing with us. God bless you and your precious Vietnam Vet husband.
Thanks Chong :)
God bless and keep you too this Memorial Day.
Thank you for serving.
I got "access denied."
I do too. That's why whenever I run into veterans, especially, Vietnam veterans, I make a point of thanking them for their service. Unfortunately, the reaction is of surprise and it shoudln't be, you know?
Thank you so much. Yes, we both had to take tear breaks, but wanted to share it with you all. The "sick freak" Glenn did good.
Shucks, so did I. Well then, just go to his site, enter, and then scroll most of the way down and you will see a link that says "Veteran's Day tribute."
Yes, Glenn did good with this. Appreciate your work through the tear breaks. I am sharing this with email friends now. Too perfect for this weekend isn't it?
I got it. You're a peach. :-)
Memorial Day Ping
We were listening to Sean's show this afternoon on our way home from work and he had the "street man" thing going on. This one person who just graduated with a BA degree could not answer what the civil war was about, nor what the Memorial Day was about. So sad.
I'm thankful for FR and sites like it!
Thanks, this is always a good write up.
Wow. Thanks for the ping list ping thing. ("Auther)SP?)" would be mad at ya, but I appreciate it.)
Memorial weekend is so much more than backyard BBQ and sales, but so many people, excluding Freepers, don't know what it's about.
What an incredibly moving and beautiful piece - I cried all the way through it. Thanks for posting.
God bless all of you who have served, and thank you for your service.
And may God bless all our fallen heroes from all wars.
Guess I'll go hang up my flag on the front porch now!
Thanks Chong....thanks Glenn!
Thank you for reading/listening. After we got home from work today and were relaxing, I saw hubby shaking staring at something on the puter. So I scooted over to his computer and heard it.
We both decided that it needed to be posted here. We join your tears and appreciation for our Military. God Bless you, TEX.
Ran into a WW II Vet (could tell by his hat and the silver hair) in the WalMart parking lot before the election.
His daughter was with him.
I said to him "If nobody else has said it to you today, thank your for your service".
He said something like "it was nothing, really",
to which I responded. "And let's hope that b*****d Kerry doesn't get elected come November."
His face brightened and he said "You're darn tootin!"
His daughter made faces and was indignant, though.
Like we cared.
Thank you, old timer. We will also be displaying the Old Glory on our front yard as always.
It's okay to cry. Real men/women cry for just cause.
God Bless all our Military, past, present, and future. I am so blessed to be a citizen of this country. Thank you, Lord.
Thanks for posting this, and thanks to all those who've served.
I just heard Glenn gave the speech. Arggh. That's good stuff.
I LOVE that man......... :-)
Not so sure about his daughter? "Darn tootin!"
I was listening to this on the radio today in the car & had to turn it off to calm down before a class.
The part about the mom tore me up.
You are so welcome, Flyer. Thank YOU for all you do. Yes, Glenn can be silly, (can't wait to hear his more-on trivia come football season, ha ha), but he does pour his heart out at times that makes you cry snot and tears.
Very vivid and moving portrait of what true sacrifice is. I wish we could hear this on the 11:00 news!
Yes, thanks to all who served. I could never pay them back for their sacrifice.
Thank you and thank you Glenn Beck, "you sick freak"!
I like how he integrated his opening with the poem/story "The Other Side" by Patrick (Beanie) Camunes into it. The Other Side by Patrick (Beanie) Camunes"
I have a copy of that picutre titled "Reflections" and that Poem promintly displayed at home. Gifts from my retirement from active duty. I never fail to get choked up reading it...
Rivendell, USAF Ret
Yes. Very Good stuff.
Thank you veterans. God's never ending blessings to all of you.
Yeah, the part about the Mom tore me up too along with others. Talk about a LUMP in the throat.........
I wish the media wasn't hi-jacked either.
Thanks so much for posting this, there are tears streaming down this old Viet Nam vets face as I type this.
1/8th Inf, 4th ID 67-68
Be warned..you will need tissues. Lots of them.
God bless you this Memorial Day.
Tnank you for being here, you "sick freak!" :-)
Thank you for your service. I also have the picture of The Wall........
Thank you, veterans. I could never repay you...
You are welcome but no need to thank me for my very little part. I know what you mean about The War. Let soldiers fight the war like they were trained to do, without politics!!
No, it doesn't take away from their bravery and courage one bit. God Belss them all.
Thank you and thank you for your service.