|Dedicated to John J. ("Whitey") Maher
2nd Platoon, A Battery
Born 25 January 1923, Brooklyn, NY
Died 10 February 2001, Mineola, NY
And so on this Winter's day in 2001, we fold a flag for another Skylighter, gone long after the din of battle has faded from the fields of '44-45 ... gone, but not forgotten.
106 years ago (September 5, 1895), lecturer Robert G. Ingersoll made the following speech at the reunion of the surviving members of his old Civil War regiment, the Eleventh Illinois Cavalry. His tribute to his comrades then is an appropriate tribute now ... to "Whitey" and, indeed, all of the Skylighters and World War II veterans everywhere, wherever they may be, and on whichever side of the veil they reside.
It gives me the greatest pleasure to meet again those with whom I became acquainted in the morning of my life. It is now afternoon. The sun of life is slowly sinking in the west, and, as the evening comes, nothing can be more delightful than to see again the faces that I knew in youth.
It means that you carried
Something of who I am with you,
That I have left some mark of who I am
On who you are.
It means that even after I die,
You can still see my face
And hear my voice and speak to me
In your heart.
For as long as you remember me,
I am never entirely lost.