Archive for May, 2018

In 1864 President Abraham Lincoln took up pen to write a letter of consolation to the widow Lydia Bixby of Boston. It had been reported to Lincoln that she had lost all five of her sons in battle. And here is what he wrote:

Dear Madam,

I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle.

I feel how weak and fruitless must be any word of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save.

I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom.

Yours, very sincerely and respectfully,

A. Lincoln

In the closing scene from Saving Private Ryan the aged Ryan, surrounded by his wife, children and grandchildren, visits the military grave of the one who came to save him but lost his own life in doing so. He stands in front of the stone and thanks him again, asking himself the hard question: Did I live a life worthy of that sacrifice?

It is a hard question for all of us. And it gets to the heart of what we do on Memorial Day.

There is nothing necessarily wrong with having a patriotic festival and re-energizing the national tribe. Healthy national pride is a good thing. But that cannot be a substitute for the more substantial question, the kind of question such as Ryan asked in front of that stone. It means asking harder questions beyond public rhetoric.

For example, how are we actually caring for veterans – not in the abstract, not in public displays, but in actual services provided to them? Are we willing to fill the available job with a veteran? Are they welcomed back into our communities? Does the VA deliver services when needed in a timely way?

One of the heartening outcomes of the U.S. Consumer Financial Protection Bureau has been the identification of vast fraud committed by lenders against veterans. As a result millions of dollars have been returned by those abusing institutions. That fraud would never have been identified and prosecuted were it not for an agency charged to do only that. Citizens – in this case veteran citizens – were actively protected. As of late the standards for those lenders, the regulations, are being shelved and scaled back. The winners are predatory lenders. The losers are mortgage borrowers, just like those veterans.

Do I live a life worthy of that sacrifice? Is it a moral life? Does it overturn injustice? Do I advocate for those who have no voice?

More to the point, do I live a life that safeguards the very particular freedoms for which many died? That means honoring the Constitution and the rule of law. And the Constitution includes 33 Amendments added since 1789. Do I safeguard those Amendments?

I remember standing by a combat veteran at an event in which someone protested by not participating in some patriotic ritual. And he said, “I fought for the freedom of that guy to have free speech. I may agree or disagree with him but that is beside the point. I fought for our democracy and the principles of our Constitution. I fought for that guy.”

On this Memorial Day we will have patriotic social ritual. There may be some speeches. But the question of Private Ryan is still the one that matters. Am I living a life that will honor the sacrifice? Am I defending the democracy that gave rise to it? Democracies are fragile things. They take decades, even centuries to build but can be jeopardized in a relatively short span of time. Ours is resilient. But it is not unbreakable.

How will I honor the sacrifices?

Let us begin by reviewing our evolving Constitution and its Amendments.

 

I just watched the Royal Wedding live streamed from St. George’s Chapel, Windsor Castle, Kensington Palace in England. I thought I was in for just another remarkable exercise in Anglophile pomp and circumstance. Such was not the case.

When Prince Harry and Meghan Markle tied the knot it was surrounded by the traditions of the English Anglican Church, the chapel’s boys choir, an American Gospel choir, a Black American Anglican preacher, and blessings from the ecumenical community.

This was an expression, of course, of the royal couple’s identity itself – the British prince wedding an American, a woman born of a white father and African American mother.

I cannot adequately express the subtle and powerful shift this has engendered at the place of highest symbolic ritual – a royal wedding and marriage. This was instantaneously broadcasted to the entire world. And if there is a sign that unity may take form in ways we have not yet imagined or even allowed, this was it.