The following are pictures we took on my birthday trip to Gettysburg. By honoring those who gave their lives, I remember the willingness of our servicemen and women to sacrifice everything. I wish I could explain the grateful feeling that visiting this historic battlefield and national cemetery gave me. It reminded me, in a stark and poignant way, of the risks each and every service member takes through their sacrificial service in our nation's military.
|No rumor of the foe's advance|
Now swells upon the wind;
No troubled thought at midnight haunts
Of loved ones left behind;
No vision of the morrow's strife
The warrior's dream alarms;
No braying horn nor screaming fife
At dawn shall call to arms.
|Thus 'neath their parent turf they rest,|
Far from the glory field,
Borne to a Spartan mother's breast
On many a bloody shield;
The sunshine of their native sky
Smiles sadly on them here,
And kindred eyes and hearts watch by
The heroes' sepulcher.
|Rest on, embalmed and sainted dead!|
Dear as the blood ye gave;
No impious footstep here shall tread
The herbage of your grave;
Nor shall your story be forgot,
While Fame her record keeps,
Or Honor points the hallowed spot
Where Valor proudly sleeps.