Summary: We must keep, guard and preserve the Word of God with and within our lives.
In order to deserve, we must pay our dues and steadily work for perfection. We must relish in struggle, and relinquish pride. We must dispel fear and seek enlightenment. We must shun division and honor love. We must know our hearts and seek to understand others. We must try, live, create, feel, grow and love. – Bryant McGill
Monday the 18th I spent the day at Arlington National cemetery in Arlington, Vagina. Each time I go to Washing DC (this was my 3rd time) I visit different places, with that said; each time I always go to Arlington. We spent this day somberly walking through the cemetery of over 400,000 honored dead. We spent time at the burning flame at J. F. K.’s grave; we stood in silent reverence at the Tomb of the Unknown soldier.
Three soldiers who paid the ultimate price for our great country whose identity is unknown are enshrined in the Tomb of the Unknowns; one from WWI, one from WWII and one from the Korean War. A forth from the Vietnam Conflict was interred there in 1984, but later investigations revealed the soldier's identity (Air Force 1st Lt. Michael Joseph Blassie. His remains were shipped to his home town in Missouri in 1998), and his remains were removed.
I have the utmost respect for these soldiers and their commitment to duty and honor.
The Sentinel’s Creed
My dedication to this sacred duty is total and whole-hearted. In the responsibility bestowed on me never will I falter. And with dignity and perseverance my standard will remain perfection. Through the years of diligence and praise and the discomfort of the elements, I will walk my tour in humble reverence to the best of my ability. It is he who commands the respect I protect, his bravery that made us so proud. Surrounded by well meaning crowds by day, alone in the thoughtful peace of night, this soldier will in honored glory rest under my eternal vigilance. - Simon 1971
Creed all Tomb Guards learn. Inscribed on a plaque by the entrance to the quarters; Arlington National Cemetery, Washington, D.C.
In measured steps he makes in rounds. The click of heels the only sounds. He stands erect so straight and tall, With pride and dedication responds to the call. With deep affection his vigil keeps,
Over those who forever sleep.
He responds not to the visitors stare, Maintaining his vigil as if in silent prayer. In the morning’s twilight hours, His watch becomes like cathedral towers. Reaching from earth to heaven above, A lasting tribute to one man’s love.
As time and seasons come and go, His vigil remains for all to know.
That beneath the sacred Arlington sod, Lies three buddies KNOWN BUT TO GOD.
(Dedicated to my cousin, SSG John Gallagher, US Army Special Forces, killed in action January 5, 1968, Republic of Vietnam, and to the men who guard the Tombs of the Unknowns.) J.R.
Carved on the Tomb are symbols which are commemorative of
Victory, Valor and Peace.
The guard while engaged in his duty executes 21 steps and pauses for 21 seconds alluding to a twenty-one gun salute; the highest honor given to any military or foreign dignitary, even a king.