Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery and Memorial — Cimetière Américain de Meuse-Argonne — a Visit on Veterans and Armistice Day 2015
© 2015 Peter Free
12 November 2015
Relatively few visitors — on a mostly gloomy 11 November 2015
Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery and Memorial is numerically the largest American military burial ground in Europe. It contains 14,246 headstones.
The cemetery is close to a 3 hour drive from the closest American military base in Germany. Distance may explain the relatively few American visitors this day.
With the French Tricolore and the Stars and Stripes waving slowly in slight wind, a comparatively small group of people remembered the significance of the American contribution to World War I:
The Meuse-Argonne Offensive began 26 September 1918 and ended with the Armistice on 11 November. It was the largest in US history, involving 1.2 million soldiers. Of these, 26,277 died and 95,786 were wounded. In total, these were the highest casualties experienced by the American Expeditionary Force during the war.
Sunlight peeked out, as the short ceremony began
On both sides of the small chapel, the missing are remembered by name
Fall’s last leaves and a few November roses make poetic tribute to these shortened lives
It is not much of a leap to see the ghosts of war
The American Battle Monuments Commission does an exquisite job at these sites
Perhaps too good, say some.
Meaning that the Commission turns the brutal chaos of war into visions of peace and appealing order. Reminders of war’s many soul-destroying characteristics disappear (the argument goes) among rows of brilliantly white, symmetrically laid, and grass-surrounded stone markers.
Harm in forgetfulness passing as fond remembrance.
However
The hours I have spent walking these kinds of rows in many locations persuade me otherwise.
It is not graciously laid honor that does the harm. It is our thoughtlessly human viciousness, combined with a predilection toward arrogance and self-righteousness that does. The supply of both are renewed each generation.
The moral? — If more of us read these carved stones and walked their green aisles . . .
Our generationally birthed ignorance of pain might weaken just enough to see with improved clarity.