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Flags were Flying at the Dallas National Cemetery, another day with Tears and Love.



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Dallas National Cemetery
By Dawn's Early Light

 by Laurie Pace  

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Not my normal blog but not the normal day.  Today a good friend was buried at the Dallas National Cemetery and we drove to be there to honor her, comfort her family and also visit Terry's Dad's gravesite where he and his Mom were buried. 

"No weapon that is fashioned against you shall succeed, and you shall refute every tongue that rises against you in judgment. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord and their vindication from me, declares the Lord.”
Isaiah 54:17

B.W. was a Navy Nurse. She served her country just as her Dad did before her. She is survived by four beautiful adult children and many grandchildren and she was loved by all her knew her.


Arriving with Flags Flying

When you arrive at the Cemetery, the flags are always flying high in the Dallas wind.  We filed in line in our truck and left for the Memorial area. The Eulogy given by an Air Force Chaplain was beautiful. There were not many dry eyes from the family or the friends, as she will be missed. We will all look forward to seeing her again one day in heaven's glory.

A soldier's ultimate gift to their country is unparalleled in its magnitude and significance. Through their unwavering service and sacrifice, they embody the true essence of heroism. Everyday, brave men and women willingly don the uniform, embracing their duty to protect and preserve the cherished freedoms we hold dear here in the United States. Their commitment is unyielding, undeterred by danger, and fueled by an unshakeable love for all of us and our country. When a soldier pays the ultimate price and lays down their life on the battlefield, their selflessness transcends mere acts of valor. In that sacrifice, they embody the highest form of devotion, giving everything for the greater good of our free nation. Their memory becomes a beacon, a reminder of the preciousness of liberty and the unbreakable spirit that binds us as a nation. 

We owe an immeasurable debt of gratitude to these fallen heroes and to the ones that served and came home to live their lives.  It is their noble sacrifice that ensures our freedom endures. 


Children and young adults today, have little connection to the thought of serving. It is not something they grew up with. When we were waiting in line for our driving in together, I noted there was a large memorial with something on it. As I drew closer I read the words of Abraham Lincoln in his Gettysburg Address.

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

"Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

"But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate—we can not consecrate—we can not hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.”

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Jo Castillo said…
Beautiful sentiments. May your good memories speed the healing of your heart. So sorry for you, family and other friends in your loss.

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