Bio
Retired after 30 years with the federal government. I am passionate about our military and Veterans, especially Marines. Interested in languages, puzzles and genealogy. The research is often frustrating but always fascinating!
Regarding military ranks: Find a Grave is a civilian company and is not bound by military protocols. Nor is it bound by the US Code and Section which I've seen quoted in member profiles. Find a Grave memorials in National cemeteries remain outside the governance of such restrictions. It's the manager's decision. I see it as respecting the person's service.
A poem that came my way when my husband passed:
Epitaph
by Merrit Malloy
When I die
Give what's left of me away
To children
And old men that wait to die.
And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you.
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give them
What you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
Something better
Than words
Or sounds.
Look for me
In the people I've known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
At least let me live on in your eyes
And not your mind.
You can love me most
By letting
Hands touch hands,
By letting bodies touch bodies,
And by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.
Love doesn't die,
People do.
So, when all that's left of me
Is love,
Give me away.
Retired after 30 years with the federal government. I am passionate about our military and Veterans, especially Marines. Interested in languages, puzzles and genealogy. The research is often frustrating but always fascinating!
Regarding military ranks: Find a Grave is a civilian company and is not bound by military protocols. Nor is it bound by the US Code and Section which I've seen quoted in member profiles. Find a Grave memorials in National cemeteries remain outside the governance of such restrictions. It's the manager's decision. I see it as respecting the person's service.
A poem that came my way when my husband passed:
Epitaph
by Merrit Malloy
When I die
Give what's left of me away
To children
And old men that wait to die.
And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you.
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give them
What you need to give to me.
I want to leave you something,
Something better
Than words
Or sounds.
Look for me
In the people I've known
Or loved,
And if you cannot give me away,
At least let me live on in your eyes
And not your mind.
You can love me most
By letting
Hands touch hands,
By letting bodies touch bodies,
And by letting go
Of children
That need to be free.
Love doesn't die,
People do.
So, when all that's left of me
Is love,
Give me away.