For Evermore


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To my dear friend Harvey,

This is in response to your inquiry about my health being any different following the observance of my ninetieth birthday. Which took place on November twenty-eight of last year. Sorry it took so long to answer you. It’s just at this stage of my human game, I do notice more and more difficulty paying attention to what most people have to say. Even when me is talking to me.

Well, oftentimes as da harv, I do talk to myself at great length. When I do so, it isn’t caused by me being alone. It takes place because of the person on the receiving end of my verbiage has no intention of listening to what I had to say in the first place.

 

Note: If the previous paragraph makes sense to you… Congratulations! You’re one of the few.

 

Now, many of the people out there. The ones I place in a large and building category of intended receivers, have never entertained any thoughts of what I’ve had to say in the first place. Many of these non-listeners are the same elected politicians I, and many other people like me, voted for.

Admittedly for me, the most disturbing factor coming fourth today are the obvious lies, or misstatements, if you please, being offered to us by the very same elected officials who raised their hand and swore on a bible to guard and protect all brethren. Mentioned in our “Bill of rights”, simply stated and exemplified by the pure truth it presented.

 

For those out there who may have forgotten how it goes, here’s a reminder. You may think I’ve misspelled a word or two, but it’s how our forefathers spelled in their era.

The Preamble to the Constitution of the United States opens with:

“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defence (defense), promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.”

Those words served as the entrance to our country’s constitution.

 

And on this Memorial Day, please join me from within all our heartfelt wishes for all those who came before us as the true heralds. Who definitely stood up for all the good the United States of America has done and will continue to uphold by the lives they have given. Well, everyone has a day or two in their lives that becomes etched. Something you can recall, no matter when it is, whatever time of day and sometimes even in your sleep. It was the day I was getting ready to board the train at Union Station. Leave Los Angeles for a while. Having it been accepted at the United States Army. I looked out and I saw my father drying a tear from his eye. It’s the first time I ever saw my dad cry. It’s amazing how dad is etched in stone.

Well for what it’s worth, everyone who joins the military has one thing in common: They must swear in by repeating “The Military Oath of Enlistment.” And it goes like this… (I put my own name in there so you know what I’m talking about.

“I, da harv Kalmenson, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.”

And so, as was the case for me, and so many before me who helped to make us the greatest country ever. Nineteen year old Harvey Kalmenson, a private in the United States Army.

Memorial Day at Arlington was a sight to behold.

To all my dear friends who happen, like me, to talk to themselves from time to time. What I offer of this holiday tribute to all those who put God and country as their delivery device for success was simple. Their reasoning will always be appreciated more than any mortal, free from love and sacrifice will ever be totally understood. Theirs was given, sacrificing for us all.

God bless America.

Land that we love.

And from time to time, like me, you’ll think about some of those things that will remain etched evermore.

-da harv

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