Tribute - Letter to unknown soldier
Wasn't it you who spilled your blood , sweat and tears at this unappreciated alter of man ? I am so sorry for your loss , for your sacrifice and I do know that this IS the way that you knew that it might all turn out . I was there you know , in spirit ,when you held your mom a little too long at the train , I saw you when you picked your little sister up in air and swung her around , that little sister of yours , she was so torn up at your memorial wasn't she ? I hear that she just named your nephew after you............. , How proud are You now ?
And your Dad , he just stood there in his work closes , his oversized farmers hands in his pockets , staring at his boots , not quite knowing what to say . how is it that a man can have such a blank look on his face when he says goodbye , I wonder if he knew this day would come as well ? And did you see that man cry at your funeral ? I don't think I've ever seen a man open up that way, even in grief !
I must say , I too was ashamed of my fellow American people there on the train platform when they started chanting peace sayings " No more wars " ,all while they glared at you ! As if it was all your idea to go off to some country that no one even knew of before , What a bunch of fools they were ! I often wonder what your life would be like now , how many little faces in your house , about your wife , your life .
And what about today , How could you have known that when you came home on leave that time , that you had planted a little seed in your girl .............. , I hear that after she got the news , she just plain lost it ,the baby and all , but I'm so sorry for all of this mess . It was the worse day of our lives you know , the letter from the war dept. read ,
"We regret to inform you that your son ............is reported as missing in action MIA,
did you know that to this day your Mother still looks out of the front window when the train whistle blows and comes through town and that was all twenty five years ago !
Anyway , I just reached into the trunk as I was cleaning house and found the folded flag , your picture and uniform and got to thinking about you , that young beautiful face of yours , so innocent , so pure and brave , I always wonder as I watch everyday people go through their lives , I want to scream out at them . Do YOU Remember him ?Well , I do ! I always will too ................So I'll close for now and write again soon !
Love Always from your little sister !