I am of the Baby Boomer generation, born after the end of WWII. The doctor came to our house and delivered me on a Sunday morning. My father, who was a pastor, went on to church and preached his morning sermon, even though his wife was in labor. I waited to come into the world until he got back home. As a result, Sunday dinner was a little late. Being the son of a preacher and his wife, my parents named me, Dwight, after a great preacher of the day, Dwight L. Moody.
When I was born to my parents delight
With great excitement they named me Dwight
Flemish in origin for blond or white
I don’t think that thought ever came to light
There was a much higher reason for my name
Given for someone of religious fame
Great Chicago revival preacher’s name
The renowned Dwight L. Moody
You can imagine my mother’s consternation
When visitors came to see the new addition
Saying, “Oh, you named him after the General!”
Dwight D. Eisenhower “Of Course!”
Photo from the Family Album
Amaya at d’Verse asked us to write about the origin of our name. Names hold meaning and significance in our lives and were not just picked at random.
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During WWII, after the bombing of Pearl Harbor by Japan, fear ran rampant in the country. It was during this time that anyone of Japanese descent was rounded up and put into camps in different parts of the country. When the war ended they are again allowed to return to the general population. My friend Jean’s parents were put in one of these camps. After she was born she was told about the experiences during that time. Jean, who now lives in Canada, is very proud of her heritage. She loves to sew quilts, lap quilts and quilted wall hangings. This is a beautiful wall hanging she made out of respect for her parents and her Japanese heritage.
Stories of the past remembered well
Shared with words and thread
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
This is Jean and her husband Dave
Hiroshima Peace Memorial Ceremony
Today is the day set aside in Japan to remember those who died or were injured in the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki during World War II. Two nuclear bombs were dropped three days apart, the first on Hiroshima and the second on Nagasaki, wiping out both cities, killing mostly civilians in the horrific blast. The effects are still felt as people gather for a peace ceremony honoring the dead. The question that comes to my mind is why two bombs? Surely the death of 250,000 people in the first drop should have been enough to bring an end to the war. From the information I read, there were six bombs scheduled for dropping. What were we thinking?
Revenge is not sweet
Blue sky becomes mushroom cloud
Gray chill of death lingers
Frank Tassone is our guest host at d’verse today. He is asking us to write a Haibun (short prose and a haiku) that reminds us of the chilling horrors brought about by the nuclear bombs dropped on Japan during WWII.
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Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Veterans Day brings many mixed feelings, especially to those who had family members who died in service to their country. Many who served in Viet Nam and the Iraq war never came home again. In World War II, the bloody battle of Iwo Jima will always be remembered. This photo, taken on that day, has become an icon among veterans. It captured the courage and resolve of those soldiers in the face of death. Johnny Cash sang a song about Ira Hayes, a native American who was part of that flag raising, only to come home and eventually become a homeless alcoholic, with his service long forgotten. Many soldiers suffer from PTS after they return home. Mental health care is a big issue that needs to be addressed in our country. Without adequate help we will see more of what took place last week in Texas. The worst thing that can happen to a veteran is to be forgotten. Remember those who have sacrificed their lives and thank those who keep our country safe and provide the life you and I take for granted.
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Stamp Art: Dwight L. Roth
This piece was made for my friend Colonel Thomas Hoyt Davis III for his thirty years of service to our county in our Army Special Forces.
Poetry in Song
I have enjoyed the Music of Johnny Cash for many years. He has a way of touching the hearts of the common man. His songs cover a broad spectrum that include this Ballad of Ira Hayes. A Native American, Ira Hayes fought in WWII. He was quite significant at the time, but after coming home he lost touch and became a hard drinking alcoholic. The experiences of war have irrevocable effects on those who witness the atrocities of war. Death and carnage stick in the mind and haunt many who come back from their tours or duty. In a recent report from the VA, they say twenty veterans commit suicide each day across the country! This is such a sad statistic, and one our country should take very seriously before sending our young men into war. This Memorial Day is a tribute to all those men who both gave and took their lives.
I hope you enjoy this story in song as you reflect on these statistics.