This is the west side of the memorial, the roll call was started on Fri. & it continues ... they don't think they will be done til Mon. at the soonest.
How to describe the feeling. It's emotional, heart wrenching. To think of all those names...to recognize some & to come to the realization that they are not just names but people, who once had hopes & dreams.
To my knowledge I did not have anyone I am closely related to die in this war. I did have cousins that served & they came back in terrible shape. A few committed suicide. But I saw names, I recognized (named after a relative or coincidence) so I spoke them out loud & I felt a mother's pain of a child lost, could picture sons, husbands & fathers that did not come home... some not even in a casket.
And more clearly those that did & are still suffering.
I wish I had known this was coming around as I also would have liked to pay my respects. The one here in Olympia that honors just those from Washington who died is also a place where you cannot help but feel the pain and sorrow even after all these years. Oh the blindness of our leaders.
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The paper said it was leaving today at 7 PM but one of the helpers said they would be reading all the names on the wall & that they would not be done until Monday. Not sure if this means they will keep the wall longer or if they will just keep reading off the names until it is done.
It was an emotional rollercoaster...overwhelming sadness at the loss of all those lives, joy at finding a name (just a hint of the person you may be related to or know someone who is), then the realization of why it is there hits you anew....by the time we were done looking at all the panels we were happy (like somehow we had made a connection) & it was okay to smile & be alive, but posting these I was in tears the whole time.
It was written through tears & even re-reading has made me cry.
I can imagine the pain it must invoke on those that served along side the people whose names are etched in that wall & of course, the families that continue to grieve & some to even hope (they have reason to believe some are still alive & are being kept as prisoners of war for all these yrs & that we have done nothing to bring these men back home).
Truly extraordinary the number of dead. For those of us who have been lucky enough not to loose a family member through war, only the names make it real...
I remember my father being in Vietnam and my mother having a map pinned on the wall so we knew where he was. it was frightening for us and he still has nightmares about it
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And if I claim to be a wise man, it surely means that I don't know.
It was an emotional rollercoaster...overwhelming sadness at the loss of all those lives, joy at finding a name (just a hint of the person you may be related to or know someone who is), then the realization of why it is there hits you anew....by the time we were done looking at all the panels we were happy (like somehow we had made a connection) & it was okay to smile & be alive, but posting these I was in tears the whole time.
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I can imagine the pain it must invoke on those that served along side the people whose names are etched in that wall & of course, the families that continue to grieve & some to even hope (they have reason to believe some are still alive & are being kept as prisoners of war for all these yrs & that we have done nothing to bring these men back home).
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