Monday, May 28, 2018
Recuperation journey: My mother in 1932
Today I forced myself to peek into a box in which my mother kept old photos and found this gem! I'm so gIad I took that peek.
She was 8 in the spring of 1932; that's how I came up with the year.
Civil War monument on Derby Green rededicated on Memorial Day
Another ceremony is planned on an as-yet undetermined date in June, organizers said.
*Please stay tuned for more coverage in an upcoming issue of The Valley Voice newsletter.
Sharing Longfellow poem to mark Memorial Day today
Sleep, comrades, sleep and rest
On this Field of the Grounded Arms,
Where foes no more molest,
Nor sentry's shot alarms!
On this Field of the Grounded Arms,
Where foes no more molest,
Nor sentry's shot alarms!
Ye have slept on the ground before,
And started to your feet
At the cannon's sudden roar,
Or the drum's redoubling beat.
And started to your feet
At the cannon's sudden roar,
Or the drum's redoubling beat.
But in this camp of Death
No sound your slumber breaks;
Here is no fevered breath,
No wound that bleeds and aches.
No sound your slumber breaks;
Here is no fevered breath,
No wound that bleeds and aches.
All is repose and peace,
Untrampled lies the sod;
The shouts of battle cease,
It is the Truce of God!
Untrampled lies the sod;
The shouts of battle cease,
It is the Truce of God!
Rest, comrades, rest and sleep!
The thoughts of men shall be
As sentinels to keep
Your rest from danger free.
The thoughts of men shall be
As sentinels to keep
Your rest from danger free.
Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
*A big thank you goes to Derby Town Clerk Marc Garofalo for sharing this poem in an email.
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