World War II Memorial Glorifies War

Yes, someone actually said that to me---not only to me but a whole room of other people. I've been to the memorial several times. Both grandfathers and a dear man who was like a grandfather served in WWII. I don't think I can honestly agree with the person's comments that it glorifies war.

Actually, I was enraged by the person's comment that it glorifies war. For those of you who've not yet had the chance to see the memorial, please do visit it one day. These men and women who served are dying at a rate of 1,200-1,500 a DAY and they were the last to be memorialized in our Nation's capital.

At the center of the memorial, seated at the head of a table as the honored guest, are those who died--represented by stars. It's very moving to be standing there in front of all the stars and realize they represent very human and real people who gave their life for their country. The ultimate sacrifice.

Then, as honored guests at the table, are the states with wreaths again memorializing the dead. How does this glorify war? It doesn't romanticize it either. This memorial makes us remember what sacrifice looks like in large scale. It reminds the nation that when called, millions answered and many knew they were not going to return. They didn't do it for glory. They didn't do it for fame. They did it because they were asked and were grateful for their freedom--so grateful they felt they needed to pay for it with their own life and would do so if need be.

Glorify war? The person who spoke those words needs to stand in front of the stars a little longer and then speak to those veterans who lost their friends, brothers, uncles, fathers, because she obviously hasn't grasped it. She hasn't heard the pain in their voices, not joy. She hasn't heard the humbleness in their voice nor has she seen their tears when remembering their comrades in arms.

Glorify war? Keep dreamin' lady.