Below you will find my remarks from Ss Peter and Paul Cemetery on Monday 27 May 2013 in honor of Memorial Day. It was my honor to piece together these snippets of history on the men and women who served our country and are buried here. Thank you for the opportunity.
(Please check back as I have more pictures of these individuals on the way. If you have a loved one buried here, please contact me and I will include any pictures you'd like with their story. Thank you.)
"There is a lesson here, among the hundreds of stories that lie with the men and women who served in the United States Military.
Donna Blauch - Her dad Don Blauch served in Korea. "Summer Went Too Soon." Donna died in the VA Hospital in Wilkes-Barre, succumbing to the effects of Multiple-Sclerosis. |
This small,
peaceful cemetery is the final home of over 150 veterans.
There’s a
Civil War Veteran, a Spanish American War Veteran, fourteen are from WWI, nineteen are from the Korean
War, and fifteen are from the Vietnam Era.
But most
impressive of all is the roughly 100 who served during WWII.
Some served
in more than one war, a few served in WWII, Korea and Vietnam.
I found two husband and wife veteran teams here:
Frank
Bayer’s parents, Frank and Mary, are buried here too. They met because of WWI. Mary
was Mary Kennedy from Mauch Chunk, a nursing student who signed onto
the Canadian Nursing Corps, serving in England before the U.S. got involved.
Mary was a Kennedy from East Mauch Chunk. She died at an early age of cancer. |
Frank Bayer Sr, was gassed and cut down, shot in
both legs during the war. It took a year
at a veteran’s hospital in Carlisle for him to recovery. It was his future wife Mary who took care of
his wounds, and from there is where love bloomed.
Another
husband and wife veteran team was Helen
and Gerard Kelleher who both served in WWII.
The Bubick family, Mahoning Valley farmers, first
generation Polish Americans produced nine children from 1916 to 1936: six sons and three daughters; five of them served in our armed forces are buried here: Walter,
Anthony, Joseph, Michael all served in WWII; Anthony receiving the Purple
Heart. Youngest son Edward served in
Vietnam.
Another
Polish American family lived in Packerton, two sons John and Stanley Szpak fought in WWII. They had a neighbor Ed Kelowitz who also served, he died at the age of forty-four. All three are buried here.
There is no
telling why Ed Kelowitz died so young, we do not know the unwritten toll
service can take out of a person.
As one
grave comments, “Summer Went Too Soon.”
On average, only
six out of the forty-five or 13% of the veterans of WWI, WWII and Korea died
before reaching the age of sixty.
There are
still many Vietnam Veterans among us (I was happy to be able to say hello to “Ski”
Savitsky today at the cemetery after last seeing him so many years ago.) But the Vietnam War seems to have taken a
particular toll among these veterans: Of
the fifteen buried here, ten died before reaching the age of sixty. That’s 66% died before the age of sixty, most
were in the thirties and forties, only two reached their fifties.
Marie Conroy served in both WWII and Korea. She was only forty-seven.
One Vietnam era veteran who died
before her time was Donna Blauch.
Donna is the
daughter of Don Blauch, who was one of six Lehighton High School friends who enlisted in the Marine Corps in 1948
and fought in Korea. One of those
friends was my Dad, Randy Rabenold.
It is
important to know their stories, in doing so we find the humanity that went
into their service, we know the sacrifices they made, so that freedom and our
way of life here, going forward, can go on.
They served for us:
These
veterans, lying in this field were rare contradictions:
They loved
America so much that they were willing to spend long years in foreign
countries.
They loved
freedom so much, that they gave up their own free time to serve.
They valued
life so much, though only some of them died for it, ALL of THEM stood ready to
die for us, for our future.
They rest
here within this soil, in this peaceful corner of town.
Your
presence here honors them.
They have carried
it as far as they could,
It lies
here, placed at our feet,
This mantle
of freedom,
Take it with
you where ever you go, for
Freedom too,
is a contradiction.
We cannot
see it, though we know what it is like when we don’t have it.
It doesn’t
require air or food for sustenance, but it too often requires our living blood
to sustain it.
It is to be enjoyed,
but comes with responsibility:
Fight for
it, labor with it, carry it upon your back, protect it, cherish it, wear it
proudly upon your chest,
They can
rest here, contently knowing,
That we the
living,
Will advance
it from here."
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