Here’s to Memorial Day…
I say, “Here’s to” Memorial Day because I just don’t think the word, “Happy” is quite the description that fits this Holiday.
Unless of course, you are all giddy about picking up a “black BCBG dress – beautiful detailing, light-weight silk for summer, and marked down from $158 to $79...” at the incredibly solemn, Macy’s Memorial Day Sale!!
If that’s the case…be as happy as you want on this day.
Anyhoo, to wit, and heretofore…(I dig saying that.)
I offer to you, a simple Memorial Day post today, along with the hopes that you enjoy the day and enjoy it safely.
My dad served in the U.S. Navy from 1942-1945. He served aboard a munitions ship in the Pacific. He served with honor and distinction…as did so many others during World War II.
In spite of all of the death and destruction that occurred during the Big One, my dad had a somewhat funny tie to the war.
While on a short leave, he married my mom. The date? August 6, 1945. Uh-Huh…The day that we dropped the bomb on Hiroshima.
His leave was made permanent, and their marriage lasted through nine kids, and 53 years until his death in 1998.
Here’s a picture of Jack and Mary Anne from that era…
My dad saw many things during the war that stuck with him and which he ultimately wrote about in his poetry.
One of the bloodiest battles he was engaged in, was the Battle of Tarawa. He wrote the following poem, Tarawa, and it appeared in his second book, “Credo”.
Tarawa
misbegotten
pin-point in history;
what angry god
was mid-wife to your birth;
what ancient sun
saw you rise
from the ocean floor?
Decades ago,
on a blood red sea,
I watched
as you were ravished
and stripped naked
and in return,
you became a parched grave
for five thousand men.
Never for them
the solace of the rich earth.
nor the kiss of Spring;
only the sharp coral, and the eternal sun.
Do you hate them still?
--JJM ©1981
Here’s to your safe enjoyment of Memorial Day, and to Vinny and Jay, I hope you both find sexy dresses that scream, “Look at me guys!!” when you go to Macy’s today.
Cheers!!
33 comments:
Here's to Memorial Day...very good Matt!
Amazing poem...truly amazing.
Tug: Thanks Tug, and it is, as always, good to see ya. Here's to ya. Cheers Tug!!
I'm always here lurking & reading...just not too talkative.
Still a Matt-man-fan! ;-)
Your dad had amazing soul. Thanks for sharing his thoughts.
Tug: Ha. And I appreciate it. I dig ya, Tug. Cheers!!
Michele: Thanks. He was quite a guy. Quite philosophical and incredibly funny as well. Cheers Michele!!
That's a really beautiful poem.
I'll probably get that really short black dress you said was so sexy on me. ;-)
Jay: I am sure my dad appreciates that, thanks Jay.
And...you in that short dress while wearing your Viking Helmet? Oh Baby, you'd be smokin' HAWT. Have a great charcoal filled Memorial Day. Cheers!!
I can tell your father was Irish; he had a true poet's soul.
Wow that's a GREAT poem. So, who was your Dad?
Brilliant poem. Just brilliant...
Thanks for sharing.
Songbird: Damn Straight. And every night bewteen 9 and 11 he would sit at the kitchen table with a legalpad, drink four Bruameisters, a shot whiskey, and write his poetry. Cheers!!
Kanani: Thanks. His name? Jack Mahoney. His books: Irish Coffee and Credo. I don't think either of them are in print any longer. That last picture is a picture of my copy of Credo. Cheers!!
Candice: Thanks he was pretty good. Sometimes he had flashes of being pretty damn good. Cheers!!
Believe as I,
that we can take the years,
and store them one by one
in silver jars, and when
the best of ours(Matt)are done,
we'll borrow them
to touch the stars,
and the traffic with the sun.
.................JM
(and a twist by mic)
Micky: And THAT, Ladies and Gentlemen was the title poem, Credo.
Thanks Mick, that was cool. I'll have to find a copy, of his first book, Irish Coffee, and send that to you. Here's to you and Bic. Cheers!!
...Here's to fathers and poems and brats and hawt chicks and summer and Vinny and Jay...here's to 'em all!....
Sorry I forgot the title.
Did he sign JJM or JM?
Phfrankie: Boo Yah and Yes Indeed. "Brats and Hawt Chicks" would be a good name for a band, by the way. Cheers P-Man!!
Micky: No need to be sorry. If he signed anything, he usually signed it, Jack Mahoney. And the best thing? You could read his writing. Cheers Mick!!
I do enjoy it so when you share your dad's poetry!
Enjoy your holiday and don't forget to take a moment to reflect and remember at 3:00PM local time!
Dana: Thanks...I'll try to relfect and remember at 3 PM while I am listening to some chick asking her whiny little brat what he or she wants to drink. Cheers Dana!!
I'm still in awe of your dad's talent Matty.
TB: His greatest talent was remaining married to the same woman and hanging around for five decades in spite of having nine sarcastic, troublemaking kids running around. ; )~ Cheers Sexy!!
Here's to your Dad Matty
Dianne: Thanks, and here's a big ol', wet, sloppy Memorial Day kiss to you, just because. Cheers Di!!
Thanks for sharing that poem. I always enjoy your dad's work. I'm reading a book about Tarawa and, well...it's a tough one.
Those who made the ultimate sacrifice will always have my eternal gratitude.
Travis: It's not a bad one. He certainly had his moments. Yeah, Tarawa was a bloody bitch of a battle. Have a good day my good man. Cheers Trav!!
What a beautiful poem and a wonderful tribute.
Although I don't frequent the sales I have been guilty of forgetting the true meaning of Memorial Day. Thank you for grounding me.
Your dad had the gift. I can see where you get it =)
I love when you share Dad's writing.
Wanna see the black dress that I bought? Mee-Ow!
Desert Rat: Why thanks...And I think many of us just look at it as a day off. I mean, for THOSE who had the day off. ; ) Cheers Rat!!
Starr: Why thanks, on both counts. Cheers!!
Metal: Va Va Va Voooom. I bet it makes you look HAWTTER than normal. Cheers!!
What better way to honor the fallen but to wish you all a peace-filled Memorial Day~
Cheesy: Damn Stright, Cheese. Cheers to ya!!
I am thankful for your dad's service.
the anniversary date made me laugh.
Your dad had a deep soul...and was a strong man to write his experiences in poetry.
Kat: All of us kids were quite amused by it. My Dad was mix bewteen Yeats and Henny Youngman. Cheers Kat!!
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