For every one death, scores of loved ones back home suffered enormous pain and grief over the loss: mothers and fathers, children, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends.
On this Memorial Day* let’s remember their losses with gratitude, mindful that however necessary war may be sometimes, it’s the closest thing to hell on Earth imaginable not only for warriors but their families, too.
*Memorial Day was started by former slaves on May, 1, 1865 in Charleston, SC, to honor 257 dead Union Soldiers who had been buried in a mass grave in a Confederate prison camp.
They dug up the bodies and worked for 2 weeks to give them a proper burial as gratitude for fighting for their freedom.
They then held a parade of 10,000 people led by 2,800 Black children where they marched, sang and celebrated.