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Issues Index | Next => Starting immediately after the end of the American Civil War, there was a movement to honor those who sacrificed their lives in battle in the spring. Fresh grass was growing on the battlefield, and flowers were strewn over the graves of servicemen. After World War I the tradition was extended to include those who had died in all our wars. As much as I hate war, I honor those who have been willing to put their lives in danger to preserve a just society for all.
He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man. War kills men, and men deplore the loss; but war also crushes bad principles and tyrants, and so saves societies. The cost of war in human lives is constantly spread before me, written neatly in many ledgers whose columns are gravestones. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell. War is a series of disasters which result in a winner. However horrible the incidents of war may be, the soldier who is called upon to offer and to give his life for his country is the noblest development of mankind.
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