Memorial Day May 29, 2011

My mother sent me this picture of my Uncle Clarence Bailey's funeral in June of 1953 which took place at Gretna Christian Church.  He was a much loved young man that lost his life in the Korean War.  Below the picture I have posted the poem by Rupert Brooke.  I have changed some of the wording, but none of the meaning.

If I should die, think only this of me: That there's some corner of a foreign field That is for ever Virginia.  There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed, A dust whom Virginia bore, shaped, made aware Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam, A body of Virginia's, breathing Virginia air, Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home. And think, this heart, all evil shed away, A pulse in the eternal mind, no less Gives somewhere back the thoughts by Virginia given Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day; And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness, In hearts at peace, under a Virginia heaven.