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Memorial Day, originally called Decoration Day, is a day of remembrance for those who have died in our nation's service.

 

"---That from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion, that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain, that this nation under God, ...and that government of the people by the people and for the people shall not perish from the earth." --Abraham Lincoln

Memorial Day was first officially proclaimed on 5 May 1868 by General John Logan, national commander of the Grand Army of the Republic, in his General Order No. 11, and was first observed on 30 May 1868, when flowers were placed on the graves of Union and Confederate soldiers at Arlington National Cemetery.

The South refused to acknowledge the day, honoring their dead on separate days until after World War I.
(when the holiday changed from honoring just those who died fighting in the Civil War to honoring Americans who died fighting in any war) It is now celebrated in almost every State on the last Monday in May (passed by Congress in 1968 to ensure a three day weekend for Federal holidays)

Though several southern states have an additional, separate day for honoring the Confederate war dead:

·        January 19 in Texas

·        April 26 in Alabama, Florida, Georgia, and Mississippi

·        May 10 in South Carolina

·        June 3 (Jefferson Davis' birthday) in Louisiana and Tennessee.

"National Moment of Remembrance" resolution has been sponsored ("S. Con. Res. 100") by Senators Bob Kerrey (D., Neb) and Chuck Hagel (R., Neb) and first initiated by No Greater Love in 1997 at 3 p.m. local time, for all Americans

"To voluntarily and informally observe in their own way a Moment of remembrance and respect, pausing from whatever they are doing for a moment of silence or listening to 'Taps.'"

 

Kneel  where our loves are sleep-ing,  Dear  ones loved in days gone by.

Here    we bow in ho-ly    rev-rence,   Our    bosoms  heave the heartfelt

Sigh.                      They       fell like brave men, true as steel.           And

Pour’d    their blood    like rain_______   We   feel   we owe them all we

Have,                   And     can             but kneel and weep  a-gain.

Kneel where our loves are sleep-ing.  They lost, but still were good and true,    Our
Father   -   ers, brothers fell still fighting      We weep, tis all that we can do.

 

Here  we find our no-ble dead.______   Their spirits soar’d to him a-bove,

Rest    they now a-bout his   throne,          For     God is  mer-cy, God is 

Love.                     Then            let us pray that we may live,             As

Pure   and good as   they have been,_____    That dy - - ing we may ask of

Him,                        To        open          the gate and  let     us   in.

Kneel where our loves are sleep-ing.  They lost, but still were good and true,    Our
Father   -   ers, brothers fell still fighting      We weep, tis all that we can do.