English 1101 3-16-12 A cemetery in a small town out west Walking in a cemetery can be a melancholy, yet memorable experience. The Old Western Bones cemetery is an historical site which people visit just to see the famous tombs, of old lives, which passed throughout history. The walkways between the tombs are covered with vinery, finger like growth which seems to stretch out upon the stones. People have claimed to have seen visions and apparitions of the past lives of others which are buried there. Just experiencing the atmosphere and the many old, weatherworn plaques is enough in itself to make you wonder.
Lisa Cousineau Memoir Essay Prof. Eggers As I stood at the top of the hill, the heat of the July sun beaming down on my bare shoulders, the reality of why I stood there sunk in. I felt a light breeze move the hair that was stuck to the tears rolling downing my cheek. “Lisa” I heard him say, and again the reality of what I was doing there hit me. “The plots around the tree are taken” he said. The enormous lonely oak tree sat in the middle of a grassy hill that overlooked the acres of gravestones.
Many Americans visit cemeteries over this holiday in order to offer prayers, respect and honor to the graves of warriors and non-warriors alike. Different ways to honour the dead Americans honour their dead with fine monuments marking their life and impact they had made on the world whereas the ancestors of Native peoples, are frequently not afforded this most basic level of humanity. Their deads often
These details help us understand Mr. Monet’s personality. I always believed he had an almost solitary seeking personality. My reason for thinking this is: ‘He spent most of his day inside the pump house by the river,’ (page 4) and ‘On his weekends and holidays he would visit the forested areas near the sugar factory,’ (page 5). Mr. Monet favored spending time with his wild-life friends on his holidays and weekends instead of friends. To me he seemed like a person who found comfort in solitary from humans and favored spending time with animals.
The Gettysburg Address was a speech given by Abraham Lincoln on November 19th, 1863, four months after the Civil War had ended. Abraham Lincoln wrote the Gettysburg Address to restore honor and liberty and also remember those who had died in the war. When writing this speech, Lincoln had three major points he wanted to talk about. He wanted to explain that the war had ripped the country from its roots that were put in place 87 years earlier, the purpose of the cemetery and the significance of its location, and keeping and restoring the pride the United States had before the split and following through with what the North was fighting for. When the Civil War started in the 1860’s, it ripped the country apart, losing honor and pride as a whole in the process.
Di Santi 1 Brenda Di Santi Instructor Youngs English Composition January 30, 2015 The Gettysburg Address In a nation where the situation is grave, Abraham Lincoln has the task of speaking on the field at Gettysburg to address an assembly of people. They gather to pay respect and dedicate the land as a cemetery to the fallen soldiers who have died fighting in the Civil War. Written November 19, 1863 the major theme of the speech is unity. For this reason, Lincoln arrives at Gettysburg in hopes that he can persuade the people and get a commitment of dedication to uphold the ideas of freedom and equality for which these brave soldiers have fought. The introduction of his speech unmistakably emphasizes how carefully he has selected his words.
He is a very decent and well-educated man – that type of man who would rather negotiate and talk about problems than fight and argue. He is reading the paper in the park in a Sunday afternoon with his wife by his side. At first he does not take part in the discussion between his wife and Joe’s father. First when his wife looks at him and expects him to say something, he pulls himself together and tries to talk to the man. “She felt a sudden weakness in her knees as she glanced at Morton.
29 January 2013 In Memory of a Fallen Soldier On a hot Monday morning in June, in Fort Hood, Texas, where I was stationed, I was standing in formation listening to our First Sergeant speak. He announced that our platoon was being tasked to participate in the funeral detail of a fallen soldier. It was scorching hot while standing, that my camouflaged uniform was drenched in sweat. After being dismissed, we were assigned our individual responsibilities in the funeral. This detail has three parts to it: the pall-bearer, firing squad, and the bugler.
Some might argue that Memorial Day is the ultimate homage to our service members. Memorial Day is a United States federal holiday observed on the last Monday of May. Formerly known as Decoration Day, it commemorates U.S. men and women who died while serving in the U.S. military. First enacted to honor Union soldiers of the American Civil War, it was expanded after the first World War to include American casualties of any war or military action ("Wikipedia", Memorial Day). In this way, we do pay our respects to our fallen heroes.
I think one of the biggest revelations Luttrell has in his experiences is when he realizes the people of Sabray have vowed to take care of him. After Luttrell and his team fought and killed many Taliban soldiers, the Afghan tribesmen of Sabray still decided to grant Luttrell Lokhay which means “…the population of that village will fight to the last man…to protect the individual they have invited in to share their hospitality” (Luttrell 327). After spending time and healing with the people of Sabray Luttrell realized even though these people worked with the Taliban, they were not bad people. This left Luttrell to conclude there is still some good in this world. I believe the biggest epiphany Luttrell had during his time as a SEAL occurred during his stay in Sabray while he waited for rescue from the United States.