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Honoring Fallen Soldiers: A Tribute to Service

In summary, the old woman was Joanne Wieserman, 85 years old and an experienced veteran. She had lost her way and was looking for her son in the Vietnam section of the cemetery. She stopped at a stone with the names Davidson, Wieserman, and S. Davidson and placed a bunch of flowers on it. She then stopped at Larry and Darrel's stones and placed a bunch on each of them. She made her way to her car and Kevin and I caught up to her. I called in my best gunny's voice and she stopped. I asked if she was OK and she said she was. I asked if she wanted to go back to her car and she said she was finished. I escorted her to her
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I just wanted to get the day over with and go down to Smokey's.
Sneaking a look at my watch, I saw the time, 16:55. Five minutes to go
before the cemetery gates are closed for the day. Full dress was hot in
the August sun. Oklahoma summertime was as bad as ever--the heat and
humidity at the same level--both too high.

I saw the car pull into the drive, '69 or '70 model Cadillac Deville,
looked factory-new. It pulled into the parking lot at a snail's pace.
An old woman got out so slow I thought she was paralyzed; she had a cane
and a sheaf of flowers--about four or five bunches as best I could tell.

I couldn't help myself. The thought came unwanted, and left a slightly
bitter taste: 'She's going to spend an hour, and for this old soldier,
my hip hurts like hell and I'm ready to get out of here right now!' But
for this day, my duty was to assist anyone coming in.

Kevin would lock the 'In' gate and if I could hurry the old biddy along,
we might make it to Smokey's in time.

I broke post attention. My hip made gritty noises when I took the first
step and the pain went up a notch. I must have made a real military
sight: middle-aged man with a small pot gut and half a limp, in marine
full-dress uniform, which had lost its razor crease about thirty minutes
after I began the watch at the cemetery.

I stopped in front of her, halfway up the walk. She looked up at me
with an old woman's squint.

'Ma'am,may I assist you in any way?'

She took long enough to answer.

'Yes, son. Can you carry these flowers? I seem to be moving a tad slow these days.'

'My pleasure, ma'am.' Well, it wasn't too much of a lie.

She looked again. 'Marine, where were you stationed?'

'Vietnam, ma'am. Ground-pounder. '69 to '71.'

She looked at me closer. 'Wounded in action, I see. Well done, Marine.
I'll be as quick as I can.'

I lied a little bigger: 'No hurry, ma'am.'

She smiled and winked at me. 'Son, I'm 85-years-old and I can tell a
lie from a long way off. Let's get this done. Might be the last time I
can do this. My name's Joanne Wieserman, and I've a few Marines I'd
like to see one more time.'

'Yes, ma 'am. At your service.'

She headed for the World War I section, stopping at a stone. She picked
one of the flowers out of my arm and laid it on top of the stone. She
murmured something I couldn't quite make out. The name on the marble was
Donald S. Davidson, USMC: France 1918.

She turned away and made a straight line for the World War II section,
stopping at one stone. I saw a tear slowly tracking its way down her
cheek. She put a bunch on a stone; the name was Stephen X.Davidson,
USMC, 1943.

She went up the row a ways and laid another bunch on a stone, Stanley J.
Wieserman, USMC, 1944.

She paused for a second. 'Two more, son, and we'll be done'

I almost didn't say anything, but, 'Yes, ma'am. Take your time.'

She looked confused. 'Where's the Vietnam section, son? I seem to have
lost my way.'

I pointed with my chin. 'That way, ma'am.'

'Oh!' she chuckled quietly. 'Son, me and old age ain't too friendly.'

She headed down the walk I'd pointed at. She stopped at a couple of
stones before she found the ones she wanted. She placed a bunch on
Larry Wieserman, USMC, 1968, and the last on Darrel Wieserman, USMC,
1970. She stood there and murmured a few words I still couldn't make
out.

'OK, son, I'm finished. Get me back to my car and you can go home.'

Yes, ma'am. If I may ask, were those your kinfolk?'

She paused. 'Yes, Donald Davidson was my father, Stephen was my uncle,
Stanley was my husband, Larry and Darrel were our sons. All killed in
action, all marines.'

She stopped. Whether she had finished, or couldn't finish, I don't
know. She made her way to her car, slowly and painfully.

I waited for a polite distance to come between us and then double-timed
it over to Kevin, waiting by the car.

'Get to the 'Out' gate quick. I have something I've got to do.'

Kevin started to say something, but saw the look I gave him. He broke
the rules to get us there down the service road. We beat her. She
hadn't made it around the rotunda yet.

'Kevin, stand at attention next to the gatepost. Follow my lead.' I
humped it across the drive to the other post.

When the Cadillac came puttering around from the hedges and began the
short straight traverse to the gate, I called in my best gunny's voice:
'TehenHut! Present Haaaarms!'

I have to hand it to Kevin; he never blinked an eye--full dress
attention and a salute that would make his DI proud.

She drove through that gate with two old worn-out soldiers giving her a
send-off she deserved, for service rendered to her country, and for
knowing duty, honor and sacrifice.

I am not sure, but I think I saw a salute returned from that Cadillac.

Instead of 'The End,' just think of 'Taps.'

As a final thought on my part, let me share a favorite prayer: 'Lord,
keep our servicemen and women safe, whether they serve at home or
overseas. Hold them in your loving hands and protect them as they
protect us.'

Let's all keep those currently serving and those who have gone before in
our thoughts. They are the reason for the many freedoms we enjoy.

'In God We Trust.'

Sorry about your monitor; it made mine blurry too!

If we ever forget that we're one nation under God, then we will be a
nation gone under!
 
Thank you from a very proud Marine Mom. It did bring a tear to my eye.
 
ok, i'm crying now....

My Uncle was a marine, my dad air force, my brother Army, cousing Army, and my mom's husban Army.
 
Thank you! My nephew is a Navy Pilot and will be leaving the Navy in March. He has been on several missions to the Mid-East and each time God has brought him home!
 
THANK YOU!

I served eight years as a Marine wife....and very proud of it :)
 
Hey, my screen's blurry, too :)
 
Hmm...must be catchy, mine's blurry as well!Thanks, my friend, Terry, for sharing. That was beautiful.
 
Dang it. They are a great bunch aren't they! And yeah if my montior gets any worse I may have to turn it off! Thank you for posting this!
 
Thank you for posting this.
 

1. What is "Honoring Fallen Soldiers: A Tribute to Service"?

"Honoring Fallen Soldiers: A Tribute to Service" is a special event held by Pampered Chef to pay tribute to the brave men and women who have lost their lives while serving in the military.

2. When is the event taking place?

The event is typically held during the month of May, in honor of Memorial Day.

3. Is there a cost to attend the event?

No, the event is free to attend. However, we do accept donations that go towards supporting military families.

4. Can I bring my children to the event?

Yes, the event is family-friendly and we encourage attendees to bring their children to honor and remember the sacrifices made by our fallen soldiers.

5. How can I get involved with the event?

There are several ways to get involved, such as volunteering, making a donation, or spreading the word about the event. You can also participate in our "Round-Up from the Heart" program, where a portion of your purchase will be donated to supporting military families.

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