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Show Significance of Day of Memories A day the nation becomes remembrancer. remem-brancer. Somewhere In Vila vast and diversely born people there Is the binding bind-ing loyalty of a great common service. If for the many the day has become merely a release from lubor, an occasion occa-sion for self-amusement, It remains for millions cf homes a tender retrospect retro-spect sanctified by service and crowned by the Immortal fulfillment of complete sacrifice. Turning to gaze down the years of the nation's story, the people see bow vast that army Is that gave Itself. It discovers the dim figures of those who fought the fight In the Civil war, and the even dimmer forms of those who died to give birth to a new liberty. It recognizes with Instant vision the wounds left by the World war and numbers on Its farms, In Its homes and In Its shops the greater roster of those who have gone to Join the bivouac of the dead. And yet another army undistinguished, undistin-guished, unremarked, perhaps forgotten forgot-ten except In that Intimate family circle cir-cle where memory never dies tbe army of those who wore no uniform, carried no weapon, but In civil employment em-ployment as surely and as bravely surrendered sur-rendered their lives to the public service serv-ice and added their unnoticed greatness great-ness to the sum of national character. The flags and the flowers will show the story. But the real significance dwells In the life of this people, whose days are richer and happier for tbe sturdy, unselfish devotion which keeps not merely the flag flying but sustains vital and quick that for which the flag Is the symbol. From the tiny flag, dipping against a spot of white, and framed In unchanging green, which Is Arlington's sublime signal to the country, coun-try, down to the trembling figure placing plac-ing with withered hands the blooms which memorallze the vanished springtime spring-time and the long, lonely vigil. It Is all one all a part of the soul of this people, peo-ple, tbe fundamental character which cannot wish to forget and cannot afford af-ford to tf it would. Tbe road lies open this day; the fairways are green, the rivers sparkling; spar-kling; even so, remembrance must be our companion and, perhaps, our Impulse Im-pulse to renewed patriotism of tbe kind that adds to the nobility of our heritage. Detroit News. |