Echoing Words

I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.

William Tecumseh Sherman

Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long

Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom

For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

T.S. Eliot
The Hollow Men

I cherish the memories of a question my grandson asked me the other day when he said, “Grandpa, were you a hero in the war?”

Grandpa said, “No…but I served in a company of heroes.”

Sergeant Mike Ranney

Recounted by Major Dick Winters, Easy Company, 2nd Battalion, 101st Airborne Division

Only the dead have seen the end to war.

Plato

What difference does it make to the dead, the orphans, and the homeless, whether the mad destruction is wrought under the name of totalitarianism or the holy name of liberty and democracy?

Mahatma Gandhi

Never in the field of human conflict was so much owed by so many to so few.

Winston Churchill