What Is A Memorial Day?

Josh Fuller
May 23
2 min read

As a grandson of a WW2 navy pilot who also served as a Tanker pilot in the Korean war, I've been trying to configure the real meaning of Memorial Day. While my grandfather survived both wars, so many have not. And yet so many people have tried to destroy the real reason for our freedom, there are so many fine and courageous men that are forgotten.

Yet day and night, these brave souls rest in Arlington National Cemetery. A solemn and sobering field that is posthumously decorated with the Silver Star, Medals of Honor, Purple Hearts and Navy Crosses. A field that is painted in red, by the blood that noone else earned the right to spill on foreign soil, yet is the hue of Arlington National Cemetery.

We should be forever grateful for the incredible men whose very galant examples of the beautiful thing that we true Americans call heroism. They died on the beaches of Normandy, bled red white and blue in the skies of Europe, while facing a tyrant in Vietnam. They gave up their lives valiantly in Iraq and Afghanistan, facing stiff opposition in Baghdad and Ramadi. They gave up their lives trying to save a wounded brother, who was fighting evil in Fallujah.

This we do that others may live, isn't just a slogan to be thrown around by those who will never earn that right.

Of those thousands of soldiers, Marines and pararescue special operations guys, that have earned the right to be called brothers, some of them have given everything for a brother in battle.