Happy long weekend (fellow Americans). How are you spending your weekend? Eating? Reading? Gardening? Fishing? Working? Resting? The Big Sister is planning to read all weekend, visit What are You Reading RIGHT NOW to see what we're reading!
Here is one thing we'll be doing: Supporting our library and gardening!
(Originally posted 5/31/2010)
On Memorial Day, in the United States of America, there are picnics, fireworks and celebrations --beaches are full and there is a smell of BBQ in the air. But what is Memorial Day? The Sisters wanted to know. Memorial Day commemorates U.S. soldiers that have lost their lives while serving in the military. To us, it is a time to honor all of the men and women who have given so much in battle and to remember all those who died.
Here is one thing we'll be doing: Supporting our library and gardening!
Saturday, May 28, 2011
9am-3pm
9am-3pm
M-137 and US-31 in Interlochen, Michigan
Join us and support the Interlochen Public Library! Support your library "use it or lose it!" Happy Reading.
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| Frank Albert Daniels January 21, 1921-February 4, 1998 World War II Litter Bearer |
We honor Frank Daniels. While his new wife carried and gave birth to their first son, he carried the fallen soldiers. The Mom's grandfather did not die in battle, but he was with many men as they did.
We honor Howard Zinn. Who used his experiences in World War II to build a legacy of books and stories, including A People's History of the United States. So that citizens of the world will
"remember those times and places--and there are so many--where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction. And if we do act, in however small a way, we don't have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory." The Optimism of Uncertainty by Howard Zinn
Howard Zinn
August 24, 1922–January 27, 2010
World War II Bombardier
Frank Daniels is my dad. "Was" would be the wrong tense. He never spoke of his war experience with us, my older brother Dan who my mom carried while he carried the wounded, the dying, the dead. He carried us when he came home, on his back on the living room rug, an uncontrollable horse bucking us off, but catching us with a strong hand before we'd hit the floor. He couldn't be there to catch Dan who fell not in Vietnam but in the street, in St. Paul Minnesota, not from a bullet but from a bottle, broken perhaps by the war he skirted, while our dad was somehow not broken by the war he could not skirt. Frank was not a man of words; most of those he had, died unspoken. How good that Howard Zinn shares words, words that that make The Sisters ask questions, and Frank's answers come out of The Mom's mouth, not dead after all.
ReplyDeletezing, zing go the goosebumps Mr. D. What beautiful words!
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