ONE PROJECT IN SUPPORT OF THE AMERICAN FLAG
One of the pillars of the American Legion is Americanism - those actions taken by veterans to keep in the foremost minds of the American people to retain the faith, as represented by our American Flag. Here is an example of the American Legion Post 501 in keeping that faith.
It was the start of a normal day; I was assisting in preparing the club house room of the American Legion Post 501 for the next days Pancake Breakfast fund raiser, when a phone call took me away from setting tables with salt, pepper, sugar and jelly condiments. While several other Legionnaires continued to move forward in preparation for the next day's event, I picked up the clamoring phone. The caller was the engineer for a hotel located on the far west side of Madison, and early on he let me know that they needed our Legion Post assistance. He mentioned two concerns and could we assist? First, the hotel has 3 American flags that have seen their useful function come to an end. Could we provide proper disposal? "Of course, we have a fine program for that, where are they, and when could we come to pick the up?" was my response. He provided the address of the hotel, that he was available now, and I then indicated that I could be over within the hour to pick up the flags.
"What is your second need?" I inquired. He sheepishly indicated that while trying to raise their newly purchased American flag that it got stuck about 10 feet up the pole. It appears that the lanyard shifted off the pulley at the flag pole top due to the current high winds. "How high is your flag pole?" He stated it was 44 feet to the top! OH! OH! - I thought - we don't have any lumber or steeple jacks in our Post 501 membership. After verifying that the pole was not telescoping, nor hinged in order to allow the top of the pole to drop down to a reasonable height, I realized that his problem was beyond Post 501's ability to resolve.
But I had a thought - Why not contact the local fire station. They may have a ladder truck sitting within the firehouse currently unattended. Since the fire folks are the first responders, just maybe they might be willing and able to help. He thanked me for this option to fix his problem, and promised to be at the hotel within the next hour for me to come out and pick up the three older flags. I said my goodbyes to my fellow legionnaires, who were still working on preparations for tomorrow's breakfast; jumped into my SUV, and drove off to the hotel. 15 minutes later, as I drove down the last block to the hotel, I noticed directly in front of me a Madison Fire Department Ladder Truck #2 pulling into the same hotel driveway. "No way this is happening so soon! This is going to be a very interesting day" I said to myself as I pulled up near their vehicle and observed the 4 person crew descending from their truck, ready to do their thing.
I quickly saluted their willing support, and they inquired as to whether I was the caller for help. "No - he will still be inside the hotel. Let's go get him". The five of us dominated the reception area of the hotel: the receptionist was a bit overwhelmed, what with all this sudden gathering of fireman in working uniform, until we asked for the engineer. Cesar came out right away, with a big smile of relief on his face. The Cavalry had arrived! We happy few exited the building, and the 4 man fire crew went right to work - setting up the outriggers, unhitching the ladder from it's cradle, and began to run the extensions up and out. The hotel engineer, Cesar, and I stood nearby, watching, waiting for guidance and I taking lots of pictures to record this memorable event.
The pulley on the top of the flag pole was indeed quite high up, it towered above the top four stories of the hotel facade. The fire team supervisor watched as his ground guide and the machine operator positioned the ladder closer to the pulley on the top of the pole.
The youngest of the crew was strapping into his safety harness, and when the ladder, now extended all four sections out, at about a 60* angle, he virtually scrambled up, carrying with him a screwdriver, a pliers and a can of WD40. He was prepared!
Now realize it was about 45*, with a wind out of the north at about 15 mph, conditions were a bit chilly. Never the less, he went right to work. Within about 12 minutes, he had the rope back on the pulley, tightened things up and hit it with his WD40 for good measure, and then signaled down to the hotel engineer to bring up the flag.
Quickly it rose to the top, the wind caught and unfurled the banner and now it waved proudly from it's prominence, as it should. Mission accomplished! No injuries, no loss of life - just an excellent result.
The fire crew supervisor, all smiles, indicated that this day was scheduled for a training exercise with the ladder truck, and this mission was right down their alley. Two birds accomplished in one order. Handshakes were shared all around, photos taken and proof that here in America we, the first responders, the for-profit business and the American Legion members are all patriots together. This was as good a serendipity event as could be expected. It was truly a team effort in putting up the American flag where it belongs.
TAPS - A SHORT HISTORY WITH SOME INTERESTING NOTES.
Just about anyone who has ever served time in military service has heard at least once, either late in the evening twilight hours, or possibly at a military funeral, the plaintive and haunting few musical notes from a far away bugle, which we now know today as the playing of "Taps". There are several variations running around as to the origination of this most memorable tune, all of exceeding interest, and I don't profess to be able to discern the one most correct. Take a quick look at WIKIPEDIA on your computer, and you will find 6 pages of background. I like to think that the word "TAPS" is derived from the original Dutch "taptoe", meaning close the (beer) taps, and send the the troops back into camp for the evening, which is something we Legionnaires do today after our evening business meetings.
The tune, named TAPS, also can be titled as "Butterfield's Lullaby" or by it's first line "DAY IS DONE".
While there exists many ideas on the source of the first playing of this simple tune, suffice to say it most likely occurred in some American military unit shortly before the Civil War. However, many think that it was first modified and used to commemorate the death of a single soldier, in a Civil War front line unit, in liu of a three round rifle farewell. A lot of conjecture here, due to the sentimentality of the purpose for this musical tribute.
While most everyone who has served knows the first stanza of the lyrics, many may not know that there are at least 7 more published versus, and that is what I wanted to share here:
Here is most likely the most well known stanza:
> Day is Done, Gone the Sun,
From the lake, From the hills, From the sky.
All is well, Safely Rest, God is Nigh.
Here are some others (not necessarily in the proper order):
> Thanks and praise, For our days.
Neath the sun, Neath the stars, Neath the sky,
As we go, This we know, God is nigh.
> Fades the light: And afar,
Goeth the day, And the stars Shineth bright,
Fare thee well; Day has gone, Night is on.
> Go to sleep, Peaceful sleep,
May the Soldier or Sailor, God keep,
On the land or the deep, Safe in sleep.
> Love, good night, Must thou go,
When the day, And the night Need thee so?
All is well. Speedth all to their rest.
> Fading light, dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright, From afar,
Drawing nigh, falls the night.
And so many other stanzas exist out there, all created to recognize the solemnity of the purpose for which these musical notes are played.
Many militaries commemorate their end of the day, or the passing of a fellow service member, in their own way. TAPS is how we Americans accomplish this heartfelt recognition that all of our own lives have a finality. Remember that when you hear the starting notes of that mournful tune to stand at attention, stop your car if moving and stand outside, all the while removing your hat, while these short notes are played. Count yourself fortunate that you can still observe this most sacred ceremony.