“the life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living.”
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Nov1
Tag Archives: memorial
May31
remember.
waking up to a red white and blue sky
on this memorial day weekend
remembering those brave souls who sacrificed everything
never to see a morning sky again.
—
“unless we remember we cannot understand.”
-E. M. Forster
Nov11
for the veterans.
Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.
-henry wadsworth longfellow
(from decoration day)
—
He has a way with words and reminds us
that while our soldiers may have suffered and paid the ultimate price,
it is our duty to remember them.
credit: elkmoundwildflowers.com
Nov11
silent.
– your silent tents of green
we deck with fragrant flowers
yours has the suffering been,
the memory shall be ours.
– henry wadsworth longfellow
—
arlington national cemetery
May28
rememberance.
“on memorial day, i don’t want to only remember the combatants. there were also those who came out of the trenches as writers and poets, who started preaching peace, men and women who have made this world a kinder place to live”
— eric burdon, the animals
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image credit: kalikirkpatterns.com
Oct23
postman’s rest.
A Little Wild Spot. The ramshackle old house pictured above, unoccupied for two years at the time this photo was taken in 1966, was Anne Mueller’s “rough box.” After her death at the age of 85, her wildflower garden on the corner was deeded to the city for a park. The house now gone, Postman’s Rest Park, was named as a tribute to Norm Kern and Bob Schlupe, the mail carriers who stopped each day to see that “Annie” was all right when she was widowed and left without family in her later years. (ann arbor news, 1972)
1972 postman’s rest park
2017 postman’s rest park
during my visit to this tiny park
situated on a quiet and peaceful corner
in a tree-lined neighborhood
filled with old bungalows, gardens, and lawns
i sat in the swing for a while
taking it all in
looking around
at the greenery and wildflowers
there was a very special
warm and welcoming feeling
i wanted to know more about this lovely space
and was so pleasantly surprised
to discover its touching story
a pioneering newspaperwoman, ann mueller
left this beautiful space
where her wildflower garden had once bloomed
as a tribute to those who cared.
—
“take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop.”
-ovid
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credits: news photo and caption – 1966 ann arbor news, jack stubbs – 1972 ann arbor news
Sep19
it’s all about that stance.
elvis’ fight-stopping karate stance memorial plaque
in 1977, elvis presley, while riding to madison from the airport, noticed a street fight in progress at a service station. while his limo was stopped at the nearby red light, the king ran from the car and threatened the combatants with a classic karate stance.
the young men recognized elvis and stopped fighting in favor of shaking hands with the star. elvis reportedly left after ensuring that everything was settled and taking time to shake hands with several onlookers. elvis died 52 days later.
the incident was reported by thomas still for The State Journal, who called it presley’s biggest brawl since Jailhouse Rock. a plaque to commemorate the event is installed where the gas station once stood. it shows elvis with a guitar and in a pseudo-karate stance and describes the incident.
‘if there hadn’t been an elvis, there wouldn’t have been the beatles.’
-john lennon
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credit: atlas obscura, the state journal, thomas still
Sep11
peace on 9/11 and beyond.
“we must concentrate not merely on the negative expulsion of war
but the positive affirmation of peace.”
-martin luther king, jr.
May30
thank you on this memorial day.
compassion.
—
“better than a thousand hollow words,
is one word that brings peace.”
– buddha
Dec10
one must love a cat on its own terms – paul gray
Got a call that I was being stood up
for
a planned movie date
with my friend
who was called
to attend
a memorial
for a cat she helped to care for
one who acted like a mean tyrant bully
believing she was a lion
dominant and demanding of her people
and her fellow cat
‘marbles’
who is
so sweet and loving
to feed the lion
meant traveling
down the hall
behind
a protective shield
of cardboard
and with
a
backup person
lest there be
a sneak attack
an ambush
and now
the lion
was gone
and
it was to be
a cheesecake, tea, and fruit party
a wake complete with stories and memories and kind words
a gathering of everyone
who had helped care for her over the years
who had ever crossed paths with her
who had owned cats
who had loved and lived with cats
and my friend was left stumped
about what to say
what kind words
could she conjure up?
and she noticed
marbles
the surviving cat
sitting on the window sill
purring and sunning
and licking
the cheesecake
off of her front paws.
—
‘She clawed her way into my heart and
wouldn’t let go of it.’
– missy altijd
I didn't have my glasses on.... 