In My Garden - Keeping The Faith

Keeping The Faith

"…witness be to them and Caesar that we still make war."

Centuries long, has been the fight for the human dignity of man. Then let them know, these 'Anxious Dead', that we have not dropped the challenge; That we pick it up and hold it aloft as our own banner. There is still greed and hate, but there is the torch of freedom that they lit and that we now look to it 'mid the thunder of modern warfare.

From the lonely cross on a hill to row on row of white crosses, marching across a field in Flanders. From Valley Forge to Gettysburg, these have died that we might live…live to know a dawn of freedom, perhaps a time of peace, a world in which men might know God.

This is our answer: Flaming guns and silent prayers. Ships and faith, planes and hope, marching men and dreams, this is our answer.

Over the face of the earth our legions pass with forward purpose and stout heart. Surely they, who are dead, must hear the marching feet and know that we have not forgotten. Do they stand as phantoms and watch with anxious eyes the struggle that once they fought in angry battle. Let them hear this pledge:

We shall not lay down the banner, but shall keep it flying high. All men who desire freedom shall see it and will know that we remember…

Remember quiet fields where once free men tilled the soil which became a hell of mud and shell, where men who would be free, fought and died. Remember blue-green seas where ships sailed with silks and plows, wheat and sewing machines and where death came and the blue-green waters became a place of lurking terror.

We will go onward and we will not fail. Fail? How can we fail those of the tattered rags of the new republic, who fought and gave our country birth? The battle tired men of Confederate Gray and Union Blue, they watch us now, from afar, and send us silent pleas to make their sacrifice not in vain. We hear them and in the darkness of our day, find hope, a promise for days to come, because they met the challenge. We remember! We who live will carry on the fight they so gallantly began.

1944 President Roosevelt's Funeral - Zelda is the 4th from the right in the last row before the Caisson with his casket.

The Writings of Zelda Lorraine Brown Kline

Edited by Owen A. Kline and Michael E. Kline. Assistant Photo Editor David O. Kline
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