<BLOCKQUOTE><font size="1" face="Tahoma, Verdana, Arial">quote:</font><HR>I watched as a mother ran down the beach enjoying the company of her son. After much prodding by her son she finally started playing soccer with him. They laughed and played and enjoyed the day. Whenever the boy got a ball past his mom he would throw up his hands and yell as if he had just scored the winning goal in the World Cup finals. He ran to his mother and gave her an enormous hug as she picked him up and swung him around and around. The bond between a mother and son is so strong. I thought of the bond that exists between my mother and me. This is a bond of friendship and love that will never be broken. How many of the boys who died on this beach had this strong bond with their mother? How a piece of each mother must have died when she learned that a beloved son had been killed in action on this lonely beach. What of the mothers that had given up two sons on this beach? How much of their spirit died, never to be reborn. Even though thousands of mothers have lived through this experience, that knowledge did not make it any easier for any one mother. These men had given "their last full measure of devotion" to the country that they loved. The mothers, however, gave part of themselves that could never be resurrected. They also gave a "full measure of devotion" and somehow found the will to go on with life. Life finds a way to go on even in such loss and pain.
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this is in one of the articles. it's pretty sad :-(
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02-23-2002, 09:48 AM
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