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October 13, 2009

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That was such a wonderful story, Tipper... I'm so glad you shared it with us!

Way to go Katie! You look beautiful in the rain and I am sure those Veterans appreciated your being there. You are a good soul. Nana

Tipper, this is so poignant and touches all who read it. You are a good writer, my friend, because your words bring emotions to the surface. The photos tell a story in themselves. I love this essay and love you for your kind and caring of that lady who lost a friend. My friend lost her little brother in Viet Nam. I remember he was a handsome young man. I don't think his parents ever got over the loss.
Your post makes me wish I had gone over to see the Wall. I might never get another chance.

So moving, and my eyes overflowed like most of your readers. What a tender picture of Chitter. What a precious moment as you helped the woman with her rubbing, and were blessed to hear her story. Thank you for sharing this.

I have visited the Wall in DC, but the moving wall was more touching; it brought the war home. My husband is a Vietnam vet; he was able to connect with buddies who served with him because of the moving wall. There is an online site for it, too, where you can leave comments.

As the daughter, wife and mother of four veterans, I am proud of your daughter. I understand her drive to be part of those who do for us what most people never think about--protect and serve. Good on her, and on you. You've raised her right.

There is a tiny, tiny minority in America that seem to want to have contempt for our soldiers and our veterans. Especially thinking of our Viet Nam veterans, I can't imagine the poor soul that can see the Wall and not well up with tears. I am not ashamed to say that I cry each time I see this Wall.

Just after high school, many of my buddies went to serve in Viet Nam. As a young father, I was exempted. I was relieved that I didn't have to go and finally ashamed that I didn't. I have spent my life wondering if I could have been as brave, as heroic, as dutiful and resigned to that duty, as those who went; at once thankful that I never had to be tested.

I saw many go and I knew some who did not come back. A young couple next door to us had just been married when he was called up. He never returned. I saw none who went there that was not changed forever by what was endured.

Let us never forget all we can imagine about what they endured.

May God bless all of you there in your fold for raising a child to be the person seen in Chitter.

And, thank you Tipper for sharing the poignancy.

I lost a couple of dear childhood friends in the Vietnam war and have several others that came home alive but carrying deeper scars than the rest of us can know. They will never recover. My husband and I took our sons to see The Wall in DC. I can't even begin to describe the feelings as we walked along the wall looking those we knew. You have certainly captured it better than anyone I know could. I pry your beautiful daughter never has to experience war. She has your spirit, no doubt of that. Loving hugs to you both and thank you, Tipper, for this moving post.

I'm glad you chose to pick Chitter up so she could see the wall. When it was in Syracuse I had the pleasure of driving one of several bus loads of students from our area down to see it. It was very moving and several of our students were touched as Chitter was. I was there as witness rather than their parents. Treasure this special day you were able to share with your daughter.

Tipper, I've lived a long time and have lived through a number of America's wars. The Vietnam War was the hardest for me. I prayed some of our men home;
one was my brother in law Tommy Lee Brantley. I've never seen the wall, but I have a book about it. I do not know for sure that I've ever fully gotten over the Viet Nam War. My son, a child of that war, Jeremy Quoc Phong Brantley, helps me to get beyond it when I can. Thanks for your post. It morved me to tears.

Tipper, I am speechless...but not tearless. Yes, one picture is worth a thousand words.
This is a post of love, respect, sacrifice, compassion, and love, again.
There is a picture of Chitter, a picture of Tipper, a picture of the people of your town, and a picture of our great country!
I love you so much for who you are and what you do in your family and in the world!!

I enjoy all of your articles, but today was especially touching. I saw the wall here in Aiken a couple years ago and I was deeply touched. My friend, Melvin Reeder from Silverstreet, S. C. is on that wall. He was a young black friend I played and worked with in the '60's. It rained the day I saw the wall also--and it wasn't all that bad then either. My eyes were quite wet that day--and again today. I was in the Air Force in the late '60's but never left the States. There were a lot of things wrong in those days--many right, too--but when good people like you all still appreciate, today, what those heros did for us back then--well, I just have to say I think Melvin and all the other men and women with him would be proud...God bless you all,

Rooney

This is one of the most moving blogs I've read. I cried. And to think the wall came to Jefferson City and I didn't go see it.

Tipper - this is beautiful and that picture of your daughter - amazing.

Another post that has touched me in the last few days - http://thelittlebluebirddiaries.typepad.com/the_little_bluebird_diari/2009/10/tricky-treat-totes.html

scroll down to the last picture and moms words.

Seeing all those names somehow brings the price of war into focus. I get a big lump in my throat every time I visit a war memorial. Viet Nam is a vivid memory for those in my generation. I am proud of our young people who feel moved to serve our country. They don't get enough publicity. Pappy

I'm glad it came to your area and you got to go. It came to Ripley in April 2007, I posted about it last November. Charley was in the Navy during the Vietnam War and he had buddies that never came back. We volunteered to stand at the wall while it was here, it was something we will never forget. It was a very moving experience- we called it The Wall That Heals.

That is so awesome! I am so glad y'all were able to go! She does look in awe!

Thank you for sharing this moving experience. Best wishes to Chitter. What a fine young lady!

This post,........ it made me cry.
I have been so blessed that all in my family that served in the military all came home safe. I am so thankful for all the men and women that hear the call to duty,and keep us safe. I pray for them and their families, and yes, I cry whenever I hear of another soldier that gave his/her all for us. Tissue please. Terry

Touching post, Tipper.
Sometimes it amazes me the things that touch a young heart.

Thank you, Tipper. I am so glad that you decided to go back and take Chitter. The things you learned while you were there, not only the complete absorption of your child, but you getting drawn into and sharing the story of the older lady that you did the rubbing for... what a wonderful tale you had for us today. As someone who lived during the Vietnam war and had friends who went to war and thankfully made it back home the Moving Wall is something that everyone should see and hear the stories that are told, by not only the dead, but by the living. I was fortunate enough to see the Moving Wall when I lived in Bartlesville and would love to see the Wall in D.C.

Thank you for sharing.

Helen

This was a wonderful story . I am glad you were there to help the lady with her rubbing. You are a compassionate and caring person, and I appreciate you.

What a touching post. This subject always makes me cry. I lost a lot of friends serving the Vietnam War. Being 58 years old, growing up during that time, most of my friends were shipped out after high school. I am so proud of Chitter. You have set some great examples for your girls.

Oh my gosh, I'm bawling here... I'm so glad you took her yesterday... She'll remember it forever. I remember the first time I saw The Wall in D.C.... I couldn't believe ALL of the names!

What a wonderful story; I am so moved, just speechless. You must be so proud of Chitter.

Thanks Tipper for sharing this with us all, it is easy to forget what these men and women do for our countries wether it is in America or Australia. The thing that strikes me is how young they often are.
Some of my kin fought in the American Revolution, Civil War for the Confederates, WWII, both in the States and Australia and Vietnam. Its important for us all to remember their sacrifices. Good on Chitter for looking forward in her life to a time that she can help and serve others in such a wonderful way. Its a lesson Christ gives us, to be selfless in our giving. Way to go Chitter!! Have a great day Tipper.

Tipper: I had never heard of the moving wall so this was a neat thing to read of. These men should be honored.

Tipper,
I am a 67yr old Vietnam Veteran that never fails to cry when I see a Vietnam Wall Memorial. Thanks you for this wonderful story. You should be very proud of your young lady! Tell Chitter that when the time comes she could possibly attend college under the ROTC Program as an nursing student. I was a Hospital Corpsman in the US Navy and worked with many fine medical personnel. I spent my civilian career as an Radiologic Technologist, still working with the finest medical folks imaginable. Chitter, follow your dreams!!!
Will

Well done. Have you taken her to see the monuments in D.C.? She would be overwhelmed I am sure...I certainly was...

Tipper,
I can imagine how moving it was visiting the Moving Wall. I'm glad you were able to take Chitter. I know it meant a lot to both of you. I wish her the best with her career choice. My brother is a Vietnam vet. The war will always be with us. Great posting!

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