I have stood and looked up into the faces of these bronze giants.
The Iwo Jima Memorial is a reverent place.
It's a good place to stop and think.
To remember.
To pray to God we are smart enough to learn from lessons which we
as a nation of fathers, mothers, sisters, and brothers have paid so dearly for….
”For
all who bear its scars, the battle for Iwo Jima, 58 years ago (February
19-March 26, 1945), still looms gargantuan, unbelievable, devouring; not
measurable by Guadalcanal, Peleliu or Belleau Wood, but by its own arena,
complexity, ferocity and the character of its combatants, whose American
casualties were one third of all Marine Corps casualties in the war.
Of
the 3,400 coming ashore with the 28th Regiment, 5th Marine Division, then --
Captain Haynes recalls only 600 were standing when the battle closed. Yet, it
wasn't ferocity alone -- certainly Korea and Vietnam had that -- but a
dedication on either side giving the Marines an enemy so resolved, inventive
and so masterful as to make the ground itself a powerful ally.
For
the 70,000 Americans, Iwo Jima was the step to the Japanese heartland and to
the end of an awful war. For the 22,000 Japanese defenders, Iwo Jima was the
defense of their very hearths and homes as it was part of the Tokyo Imperial
Prefecture (county). It was assaulted by the 3rd, 4th and 5th Marine Divisions
of the Fifth Marine Amphibious Corps, which included supporting sea and air
units.
Iwo
Jima was the only Marine battle where the American casualties, 26,000, exceeded
the Japanese -- most of the 22,000 defending the island. The 6,800 American
servicemen killed doubled the deaths of the Twin-Towers of 9/11.”
(Excerpt
taken from Iwo Jima: A Remembrance, By
Cyril J. O'Brien)
