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I love going to patriotic music concerts. The best part is when the band breaks into the the military service branch songs medley and the band leader asks members of the audience to stand when their song is played. The rythmic clapping and singing, punctuated by loud applause as each groups stands is always a touching moment as reluctant, but proud, heroes accept the undying gratitude of their countrymen. A grateful commonwealth and country appreciates Virginia’s and America’s veterans!

Armed Forces Medley
Performed by the U.S. Army Field Band and Soldier’s Chorus 

Video produced by DoctorXProducer

(Navy)
Anchor’s aweigh, my boys, anchor’s aweigh,
Farewell to college joys, we sail at break of day
Through our last night on shore,
Drink to the foam until we meet once more,
here’s wishing you a happy voyage home!

(Air Force)
Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At ‘em boys, Give ‘er the gun!
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or die in flame
Nothing’ll stop the U.S. Air Force

(Marines)
From the Halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli,
We fight our country’s battles
in the air, on land, and sea!
First to fight for right and freedom,
And to keep our honor clean,
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marine.

(Coast Guard)
So here’s the Coast Guard marching song,
We sing on land or sea.
Through surf and storm and howling gale,
High shall our purpose be.
“Semper Paratus” is our guide,
Our fame, our glory too.
To fight to save or fight to die,
Aye! Coast Guard, we are for you!

(Army)
First to fight for the right,
And to build the Nation’s might,
And The Army Goes Rolling Along
Proud of all we have done,
Fighting till the battles won,
And the Army Goes Rolling Along
Then it’s Hi! Hi! Hey!
The Army’s on its way.
Count off the cadence loud and strong
For where e’er we go,
You will always know
That The Army Goes Rolling Along.

Nothing irks me more than our cultural illiteracy — and of all of our massive misunderstandings of American culture, nothing has come to be more misunderstood in recent years as Memorial Day.

It’s almost understandable since most people get their education from the media, most of whom could not be more unqualified. Every year, for the last several years, this weekend no exception, it’s the same mantra. I can’t tell you how many times this weekend already I’ve heard or read on the radio, television or in print: “Thank the troops this weekend, thank a vet.”

Yes, we should always thank our soldiers, seamen, Marines and airmen; and members of the Coast Guard, National Guard and reserve units; and veterans of all the service branches. Our police and firemen as well. But that’s not the meaning of Memorial Day.

From the American Heritage College Dictionary:

me•mo•ri•al — n. Something, as a holiday, intended to celebrate or honor the memory of a person or event.

Me•mo•ri•al Day — n. May 30, observed in the United States to commemorate members of the armed forces killed in war, officially observed on the last Monday in May.

The point being: We should always thank our vets and active duty military; they are with us now and are constant reminders of the sacrifice and diligence needed to protect our country and preserve our freedom. Plus, they have their own days: Veterans Day (November 11) and Armed Forces Day (May 17). But Memorial Day, as those very same vets will tell you, is to honor those no longer with us, who gave the ultimate sacrifice in defense of America. Those who birthed our freedom and left us with it intact, and a society in which we can be so carefree as to picnic, sunbathe and vacation on what is such a solemn day. From the Revolution to Iraq and Afghanistan.

We can’t thank them in person. The least we can do, one day a year, is to honor them and pray for them, as well as for the families of service men and women recently departed. We should do it more often than once a year. But at least one day. Today. Memorial Day.

MEMORIAL DAY
by
C. W. Johnson

We walked among the crosses
Where our fallen soldiers lay.
And listened to the bugle
As TAPS began to play.
The Chaplain led a prayer
We stood with heads bowed low.
And I thought of fallen comrades
I had known so long ago.
They came from every city
Across this fertile land.
That we might live in freedom.
They lie here ‘neath the sand.
I felt a little guilty
My sacrifice was small.
I only lost a little time
But these men lost their all.
Now the services are over
For this Memorial Day.
To the names upon these crosses
I just want to say,
Thanks for what you’ve given
No one could ask for more.
May you rest with God in Heaven
From now through evermore.