Reflections at Long Island National Cemetary
Yesterday my family and I went to pay our respects to my fathers parents and my mothers brother. We usually try and visit my grandparents at least once a year, my grandmother was a great influence on the first fourteen years of my life. I never got to meet my grandfather, he died four years before I was born. After we left wellwood cemetery we drove about five minutes down the road to Long Island National, to visit my uncle.
I never got to meet my uncle Greg, he died while he was states side waiting to be deployed to Vietnam in 72. While driving around the massive cemetery dedicated to those who dedicated their lives to us, I felt a sense of awe. All of the sacrifice for the ideals that is America and all we can do of late is agree to disagree. When I stood in front of my uncles tombstone I felt the sun get brighter, while I was reciting a prayer for him and all those around him I felt helpless.
Is there anything we can do to overcome this great divide we have? Did the greatest generations pass before my time and now we are just resigned to this fate of division? It makes me wonder if many Americans agree on the same idea as I feel that these Americans served and fell for. I have no answer for this, just wanted to share this train of thought while I prepare a few other articles.