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Yom HaShoah

Yesterday Israel held observances for Yom HaShoah Day (Holocaust and Heroism Remembrance Day).  When the sirens go-off, the whole nation comes to a screeching halt.  Literally.



Could you imagine seeing all traffic come to a halt on I-95, and have all drivers stand next to their vehicles on attention, come next September 11th? Nah.

Boq

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Amazing.  Heh.  I remember when, on military installations, if you didn't pull over, park, get out and salute at Retreat you'd get your butt in a crack.

Not so much anymore, though it does happen.

But it's more often than not us old guys, at least around here.

 
I can imagine that, and we should do that.  But there are a heck of a lot of self important, self absorbed assholes in this country who would not care about it.  And that says a lot about us. 
 
There are too many that can't stop what they're doing for the National Anthem at sporting event, too.  Why should the 10th anniversary of 9/11 be any different for those folks?
 
 We never lived on base while my father was in, except for a brief sting in the Ramstein AFB hospitality house while my parents looked for a permanent place to live. When retreat sounded the entire base came to a standstill. One dependent that didn't got a new one ripped by the APs when they caught up with him. I would have hated to see what would have happened to one of the troops if they hadn't. But, in 1967 I doubt any of the troops would have been disinclined to honor retreat, or at least do so openly.
 
Oh yeah, Qm, when I was a co-op at MSFC, I was happy to stop the car and get out and face the music for retreat.  The roomie was a deracinated cosmopolitan, nice guy that he otherwise was. He just didn't understand. I suspect him of being more autistic than I am. Hell, his Dad was a cypher clerk and he himself was a programmer! I'm sorry, I feel a bit of a thrill when I think about my Country,  and believe in observing the proper rituals of respect for said Country, in good order, and with due ceremony.  Episcopal, like.
 
The last base we lived on, MCAS Yuma, was that way.  Even those on base who didn't know would at least stop, get out and ask someone else what was going on.  To their credit, once an explanation was given, they, too, remained standing in respectful silence.  Of course, this was right after 9/11....
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