My Grandfather’s Flag—In Memoriam.

Via Lasara Allen
on May 31, 2010
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This Memorial Day, I hope you’ll take a moment to remember, to pray for, all those who have fallen in the line of fire—not just “our” men and boys, wives and daughters, but all of those who have fallen, everywhere around the world.

In Memoriam

Written: Memorial Day, 2009


My mother grew up with photos of a dapper dresser and memories of comedy acts, shared songs of Scotland, her dream visitations the strongest vestiges of the man she called Daddy. My grandfather, George, died in World War II when my mother was seven.

A Scotsman by birth, and American by the choice of parents looking for a better life, George came to this country at seven; bright red curls and a brogue that—from what I understand—he never lost.

At a young age, with two children and a wife at home, every inch an American patriot, George became a tank-gunner fighting on the right side of the “good war.”

Many years later on the Peace March for Global Nuclear Disarmament my mother was mysteriously tracked down after decades of waiting for confirmation and some acknowledgment of her heinous loss. She was given a purple heart in recognition of the red blood her father, the Scotsman, spilled in the name of America, the land he now called home.

My mother’s mother was a woman I called Grandma, but only met a few times. After the death of George, the grandfather I never met, my grandmother never fell in love again.

My grandfather burned to death, the tank he manned becoming it’s own crematorium. There wasn’t even a body to send home.

One Folded Flag

Last year my grandmother died
and my mother received a box
unceremonious cardboard, innocuous
holding her father’s only remains –

an artfully folded flag
a clan tartan and crest
a heart on a purple ribbon
a pile of letters home.

We touched the flag,
hand sewn, perfect
folded just that way since 1944

and prayed silently
tears welling.

Somewhere tonight,
a seven year old girl
awaits the return of her daddy from foreign soil

Or, in a land half a world away
bombs blasting in the distance
awaits, awaits.

May he return whole.

Let no more daughters wait a lifetime
for a flag
a medal on a purple ribbon
a pile of letters.

May no more widows mourn
alone and brittle, hopelessly waiting
sitting for 75 years
at a window she knows will never be filled
with the endlessly dreamed of


About Lasara Allen

Lasara is wife to her true love, and mother to two amazing young women. She’s also a best-selling author, an educator, and an activist. Lasara’s first book, the bestselling Sexy Witch (nonfiction, Llewellyn Worldwide), was published in 2005 under the name LaSara FireFox. As of 3/6/2012, after a coaching sabbatical, Lasara has openings for three three-week, individual, personally tailored coaching and mentoring programs. She also has slots in a cohort-model group coaching program available for a limited amount of time. Lasara is available for one-session commitments as well. Make whatever commitment feels best for you. Lasara offers individual coaching on topics such as; * Mental and Physical Health and Wellness - accepting your diagnosis (or that of a loved one) - learning to live with awareness of strengths and vulnerabilities - Learning to live gracefully within your spectrum of the possible * Mindful Relationships - self as primary partner - loving partnerships, friendships and connections - marriages - parenting - family * Spiritual Contemplation and Alignment - Entering into and committing to your spiritual inquiry - Learning to listen to listen for and hear the divine in your life - Inquiring into the role that faith may play in informing your path - The role of meditation, contemplation, and prayer in your practice For more information and endorsements, visit:


2 Responses to “My Grandfather’s Flag—In Memoriam.”

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  2. jenfnp says:

    Beautiful. Thank you.