One of the
effects of being an expatriate is perspective on how certain occasions are
marked and celebrated. A good example is
Memorial Day, however it is called.
Universally, it is intended to remember the soldiers, sailors and pilots
that died for the country. In practice,
it is marked by distinctly different customs.
In Israel, the
date of remembrance of fallen soldiers is symbolically the day before
Independence Day. It is clearly a day of mourning with all the incumbent
symbols. People visit cemeteries where
ceremonies are conducted. Starting from eve before, the name of each fallen
warrior is recited as well as his/her date of death. The TV broadcasts programs about various
brave young men and women that gave their lives for their country. The radio plays “quiet” (and beautiful)
music. There is a siren and moment of standing silence on the eve and in the
morning of the Israeli Remembrance Day.
Then, rather peculiarly or maybe poetically, as the end of the day
approaches, the TV broadcasts the exchanging of the flags at the Knesset
(annual changing of the guards from military unit to military unit). At the end
of this ceremony, there are suddenly fireworks: Independence Day has
begun. Everybody can be happy now. Of course, for some, that is not such an easy
task, but Israel, in following its Jewish roots, imposes joy as an antidote for
endless mourning. Israeli Remembrance
Day is truly a day of remembering.
By contrast, in
most of the United States, it mainly marks the beginning of the summer. In
military towns in the United States, such as San Diego and Norfolk to name just
two, Memorial Days is marked by official military ceremonies. However, for most people, it is a long
weekend. (By law, it must fall on either
a Friday or Monday, which says something about the United States). People go on trips, to baseball games or
shopping. People smile and laugh, but not necessarily from disrespect. The number
of WWII vets is very small today. The
Korean conflict was more than 65 years ago.
Even the Vietnam War is already a distant time some 40 years ago. Several thousand American soldiers have died
in the latest batch of Middle Eastern operations but, alas, it only directly
affects a small number of families. My
feeling that most of the United States has little sense of loss, leaving most
Americans with the feeling that Memorial Day is a fun holiday. Have a good time.
Lest you think
that I find that entirely wrong, Israeli would be a happier, albeit different,
place if there were no names to recite on Remembrance Day. Yet, like a resident of any small town in
Europe looking at the long list of fallen soldiers from World War I located in
the corner of every church, it reinforces for me how terrible but sometimes
necessary war can be.
I would be
interested in hearing on how Memorial Days is marked in other countries.
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