Quotes and Notes #195, May 23
“There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,’ my mother explained shortly before she left me. ‘If you can remember me, I will be with you always.”—Isabel Allende, “Eva Luna”
And so we remember. We remember those who came back and those who didn’t. We remember those who endured the heat in the desert, mud in the rice paddies, and cold in Korea. We remember those who entered the Battle of the Bulge to stay, to come home on a train full of wounded, or to return with a memory. We remember those who were gassed in France, or hit by a minie ball in Gettysburg.
We remember those with rags on their feet in the middle of winter before crossing the Delaware.
And for now, remember with a smile
Everything is going to be all right
John P. Schulz
“Sweetie Drives on Chemo Days.”