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Memorial Day a Time for Solemn Remembrance of Loved Ones

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Nick E. Morrison, Service # 35911900, Rank Private First Class, U.S. Army, Unit: 157th Infantry Regiment, 45th Infantry Division, Entered Service From Ohio. Date of Death June 2, 1944. Buried Plot B Row 9 Grave 31, Sicily-Rome American Cemetery

Many Americans have the day off. They’re looking forward to barbecues and picnics, parades and games. Pursuit of happiness is good, albeit the Republic’s survival would be better served were Liberty pursued as vigorously as comforts and pleasures.

One way to connect with personal purpose is to reflect on those who came before us and endured great hardships and sacrifices, to bequeath to us, their heirs, a system of principles and laws designed to “secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity.”  Here are some men I will be reflecting on today:

My Uncle Nick did not make it back from WWII.  He was only 18 and gave “the last full measure of devotion,” sacrificing life, love and family. Think about that.  I cannot imagine the agony my grandparents had to endure over the loss of their only son. Over 50 years later, a friend visited the Sicily-Rome Memorial Cemetery where he was laid to rest and brought back a photograph of his grave site which I gave to my mother. She still wept at the loss of her kid brother.

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Col. George Codrea being laid to rest at Arlington. (Photo C. Sunday)

My Uncle George was a Marine on Guadalcanal and also at Chosin in Korea. He passed away in 2006 and was interred at Arlington. I will always treasure that he took time out in his later years to support my RKBA advocacy by sending me news clippings to write about.

My other Uncle George was also a Marine who served in WWII and Korea. He passed away in 2007 and was laid to rest at Old Mission San Luis Rey.

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We miss you, Dad.

My father John was a Marine on Guam. He turned 21 on Pearl Harbor Day. Dad died in 2012 and was interred at Ohio Western Reserve National Cemetery.

This is a day I have much to contemplate, including a solemn obligation to prove worthy of those who went before, of those I miss. I’m sure it is the same for most of you and especially for those of you either in harm’s way or who desperately love those who are.


Please feel free to share a memory of who you will be giving special time to reflect on today.



David Codrea blogs at The War on Guns: Notes from the Resistance (, and is a field editor/columnist for GUNS Magazine. Named “Journalist of the Year” in 2011 by the Second Amendment Foundation for his groundbreaking work on the “Fast and Furious” ATF “gunwalking” scandal, he is a frequent event speaker and guest on national radio and television programs.



  1. Your blog for today, remembering our heroes, is wonderful.

    I have been thinking about my 5X great grandfathers who fought in the Revolutionary War and the incredible sacrifices they made to secure our freedom. I am very interested in learning more about the following four people:

    Nathaniel Pearsall had been a farmer from Hempstead, NY who, with his sons, moved to Danbury, now known as Danbury, CT, and went into arms manufacturing. The British burned his home and 20 others to the ground in the infamous Siege of Danbury. He and his family fled in the pouring rain that night with just the clothes on their backs. As a result, his adolescent grandson caught pneumonia and died. His daughter was kidnapped by the Indians, who were allied with the British, forced into a tribal marriage and bore a son. Years later after her husband died she returned but her spirit had been broken and she was unable to re-adapt socially. The British burned down a second Pearsall family home. Despite all that happened, Nathaniel had a son who married into a Quaker family, embraced their pacifist beliefs, disowned the Pearsall family and changed the spelling of his name. To a parent, that is worse than a death.

    Jarvis Greene was killed in action in the Battle of Blue Licks in Kentucky in 1782. He was the next younger brother of General Nathanael Greene.

    William Hamilton served as a private in the Continental Army under Generals Nathaniel Greene and Daniel Morgan. He served with General Sumpter’s Brigade, Colonel Hampton’s Regiment of Light Dragoons, under Captain John Mills, in Mills Troop H. He also served under Francis Marion at the Battle of Camden near Camden, South Carolina in August 1780, one of the bloodiest battles of the war. Some records claim William was killed in action at Camden but others claim he died in a nearby hospital in 1784 at the age of about 38. He left behind a widow and six children ranging in age from 5 year old twins to a 17 year old daughter.

    Lieutenant William Kincheloe served under General Washington at Valley Forge. He later established Fort Kincheloe near Blue Licks, KY. After he had moved away from the Fort, one day while the men stationed there were temporarily away, the Indians attacked Fort Kincheloe and massacred all the women and children.

  2. fortunate that 4 generations of US Army and US Navy service survived to come home (Spanish American, WWI, WWII, vietnam) but my oldest immigrant ancestor joined the 2nd MAss Inf. in 1862, got musterd out in 1864, then turned around and joined the 102nd Mass Heavy Artillery in late 1863.

    He was among the “plymouth Pilgrims” captured in NC in 1864, and died at Andersonville in August that year.

    We never forget, and honor all our fallen always.


  3. Remembering my dad, T-SGT Bernard V. Baldwin who served on Letye Island, the Phiilipines during WWII and would have been part of the invading force on Japan had it not been for another Missouri farmer with the intestinal fortitude and resolve to say enough is enough and order the dropping of the A bomb. Dad passed in 2004 at 80 years still carrying shrapnel in his body from Japanese bomb dropped on airfield that his unit was building on Letye.

  4. David, thank you for your wisdom, and for sharing the true spirit inherent in all Americans’ patriotism.
    My Dad served Stateside in World War II. He was buried in 2014 at a military cemetery at Collierville, Tennessee.
    I salute the memory of all who have served, and of those who yet live today and cherish the memory with pride while reflecting on the loved ones their families have lost.

    Elias Alias

  5. My father served in WW2 as a Combat Engineer. He received the Purple Heart and 2 Bronze Stars. My Mother was a Gunnery Sargent in the Marines during the war. Her brother served in the Marines. He enlisted when he was 17 and fought the Japs on Iwa Jima and Okinawa. My other Uncle was in the Air Force and lived through a Plane crash during a training run in Iowa. He served stateside after that and made it all the way to Major in the reserves. My grandfather enlisted in WW1 and was gassed in France. he later returned to have 3 children and died shortly after the birth of his last child from the effects of the poison gas.

    I think of the sacrifices made by my family members and all the families of loved ones who fought for our freedom. Although today is celebrated by hotdogs, hamburgers and beer it is hardly what this day is about. First and foremost we should remember the fallen and those who served and are serving our Country and pray that we restore our Country to the Country our fathers and grandfathers fought for. Pray that this take over of America by this Communist Dictator be reversed to what our Founders set up.
    God Bless ALL the servicemen and women!

  6. Great stories of brave Americans standing up to tyranny.

    I’ll reflect on my five (known) 5xGreat Grandfathers who fought th King during the revolutionary war. Three were Baptist preachers fighting for religious liberty. Two had their churches burned. Also, those who later fought in the Indian Wars, Civil war on both sides, Seminole Wars, WWI and WW2, Korea (Dad) and Vietnam.

    God Bless The Republic and all for which she stands.


  7. My good friend David. 9th Marines in Nam. Still see him regularly; chat on the phone and email. David never came home from Nam. Having met a lot of 100% disabled vets, David deserves 200%. Even those who physically come home doesn’t mean they really did.

    My father served in the 101st is WWII. Flew gliders. Another one who never really came home. Back in the day before we recognized PTSD and such. Friends and family told me stories about how much he changed, but of course I only knew him after the war. He never trusted authority again; he was virtually a pacifist for causes that were fomented by politicians, the media and such. I miss him.

  8. My mothers favorite cousin who was like a brother to her as her father took responsibility for the 3 boys when his father was killed. His mother showed me the box of pictures he sent back of his experience’s ( New Zealand, Guadalcanal, Bougainville and Luzon) and the notes he wrote on them. He was in Co A, 35th inf regiment of 25th Inf div. killed on Luzon 2-1-45.

  9. My dad made it back from his time as a paratrooper in the South Pacific in WWII. He is one of those who came back a different person, according to those who knew him before he went.

    Sadly, now he is one of our veterans being abused by Obama & administration.

    Hopefully, Trump will get into office and stop the neglect and abuse of so many of our vets.

  10. SSG Strickland. Died in a training accident back in the 80’s. He was going to a night meeting at the BOC and walked eye first into an antenna. Died a couple of weeks later. I remember you today.

  11. As a Vietnam era Army nurse, I feel the Memorial Day is all most as sacred as the 4th. We owe so much for our freedoms. Thank you all

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