Memorial Day: "Echoing The Sounds of Sirens"

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Fender benders to serious crashes throughout period
Fender benders to serious crashes throughout period
Flags of Remembrance Healing Field next to 1st Methodist, 265 W. Thompson Ln.
Flags of Remembrance Healing Field next to 1st Methodist, 265 W. Thompson Ln.
Flags of Remembrance Healing Field next to 1st Methodist, 265 W. Thompson Ln.
The Boro Beach, SportsCom, opened Memorial Day
Be careful on the lakes

Emergency responders in Rutherford County did not have a holiday over the Memorial Day weekend. Whether you were on a boat, by a pool or on land--the windless, sultry air was mostly filled with "the sounds of sirens".

Were citizens preoccupied as they pulled into oncoming traffic, and in some cases the chemical and alcohol induced sense of celebration clouded their ability to react to conditions on the roadways or in the water.



A big part of the Memorial Day weekend was the Noon Exchange Club's FLAGS OF REMEMBRANCE HEALING FIELD. This is the 11th year that the civic group has offered this patriotic and moving event. It is located in the large field next to the First Methodist Church, 265 West Thompson Lane.

There is no fee to attend, and flags may be purchased all the way up to the closing ceremony at 5:00 o'clock Monday afternoon (Memorial Day, 5/27/2019).

Again, to order a flag, you can purchase them in the tent at the Healing Field.



Memorial Day is a federal holiday in the United States for remembering and honoring people who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces.


Perhaps the poem "Flanders Field" expresses the sentiment of Memorial Day the best. Children who grew-up through the 60s, are very familiar with this poem, which was written by Canadian Military Physician Lt. Col John McCrae.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.

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