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Some Reflections on Veterans’ Day

Why is Veterans’ Day so important to Americans?  Some think the answer is because we have an inherently militaristic society, ready to celebrate war at the drop at a hat.  Or because the military-industrial complex benefits from the political fires that can be stoked by the emotional appeal of the day.

But none of that is true.  In fact, it is the exact opposite which is true. In America, we do not have a “military class,” as many societies, present and past, have had.  Our military is drawn from American communities, some average, some extraordinary, which to one extent or another represent American values.  We don’t have a militaristic society in America, we have an American society in America’s military.

We do not sequester our future soldiers at infancy, to be raised as warriors.  Rather, our warriors were raised as Americans, then called to a duty to protect American values.  So our soldiers, sailors, airmen, Marines, and Coast Guardsmen, grew up as the kid down the street, the girl in glee club, the guy who was a whiz at math, the kid who couldn’t stand school, and the kid who loved it.  They are the sons and daughters, mothers and fathers, brothers and sisters, of ordinary people. That is why we find veterans of all ethnic groups, religions, and political opinions in our society today.

While it’s not correct to say that America is a militaristic society, it is correct to say that America is a “militia” society.  What does that mean?  It means that we are a society that frankly abhors a narrow monopoly of a military.  This is evident in American history and law. Historically, our colonies did not have large standing armies.  Defense was an obligation shared by all.  And as the colonies federated into the United States of America, nearly every state had or has a statute defining the militia, usually words to this effect:

The militia of the State consists of all able-bodied male
citizens and all other able-bodied males who have declared their
intention to become citizens of the United States, who are between
the ages of eighteen and forty-five, and who are residents of the
State, and of such other persons as may upon their own application be
enlisted or commissioned [this clause includes women].

Calif. Military &  Veterans Code, section 122.

Federal law  is virtually identical:

The militia of the United States consists of all able-bodied males at least 17 years of age and, except as provided in section 313 of title 32, under 45 years of age who are, or who have made a declaration of intention to become, citizens of the United States and of female citizens of the United States who are members of the National Guard.

Title 10, United States Code, section 311(a).

State Governors and the President of the United States may call their respective militias as specified in law.  This is the manifestation of defense as civic community duty in a democratic society.  So if we have a special military caste in America, we’re all in it.

Even in America’s major wars, the notion of citizen as solider has held fast.  That this notion has often been effectuated by “conscription” is of no moment at all.  The draft is merely a method by which the state decides which members of militia will be assigned duties and in which order.

“But,” one may protest, “the militia society concept is at sharp odds with the large standing military establishment the United States maintained in the Cold War.”  I say, “Not so.”

In the first three decades of the Cold War, the defense establishment of the nation was sustained by the selection of members of the militia to serve short tours of active duty.  Some of these members were chosen by “conscription” and some were volunteers.  In  1973, the United States stopped its active draft and created an “all volunteer force.”  Many predicted at the time that this was a move which endangered democracy by enhancing the potential to segregate the military from mainstream American values.  At the time, I was one who held this view. (Full disclosure: I joined the soon-to-be “all volunteer force” in 1972 and was an active participant for the next thirty-four years in one form or an other.)  Now having observed the “all volunteer force” for four decades, I am convinced that the military is not estranged from American society, that we have not created an elite warrior class to lord it over the rest of us and the rest of the world.  We continue have a a force made up ordinary people called upon, from a variety of motives, to participated in the “organized” militia or the “active” militia which makes up our defense.  [I use these terms to include the standing active duty forces as well as the reserve components, the latter having been the original historical militia].

The point is that military veterans are at their core, a reflection of the families and communities from whence they come.  The celebration of veterans is a celebration of the best of what we are collectively.  The greatest threats to our liberty will come from a failure to recognize and embrace the manifestation and triumph of our shared values, values so transcendent, that millions of our fellows have been willing to risk their very lives in their defense.

And that’s why Veterans Day is a big deal to Americans.

Veterans Day 2008

Our Veterans Day post, on this 90th anniversary of the end of World War I, is called “The Pyrrhic Monument at Meuse-Argonne.” You can find it at The Peripatetic Graveyard Rabbit.

Veterans Day

In Appreciation: Veterans Day 2007

In 1954, Congress and President Eisenhower re-designated Armistice Day as Veterans Day to honor all veterans, living and dead.

My uncle, Richard Edward Gines, served as a sergeant in the U.S. Army Air Forces at the end of World War II. Following his discharge, he continued his education at New York University. He then was employed as a financial writer by The New York Herald Tribune. Later, he became a manager in the air freight industry. He died in 1996 and is interred at Arlington National Cemetery.

My uncle, Perry Wesley Gines (left) and a “Coastie” friend in the late 1940s. Perry served more than 33 years in the United States Coast Guard. He retired as a CWO-4 (chief warrant officer-4), one of the few African-Americans to reach that rank. He died in 1986 and is buried at Leavenworth National Cemetery in Kansas, with his wife, Kay Frances. The Kay Frances and Perry W. Gines Scholarship at the University of Alaska is named for them.

My grandfather, Quentin V.H. Manson, a jazz musician, served with the Army Band at Camp Wallace, Texas, during World War II. After the war, he moved to California and was part of the vibrant jazz scene in central Los Angeles. He died in 1987.


My great-uncle, Carl Edward Manson, shown in front of his Los Angeles millinery shop, c. 1966. He has a World War I draft card on file, but I don’t know if he actually served. One clue, however: his wife is buried at Riverside National Cemetery and is listed as “Wife of — –.” Carl’s actual burial site is unknown.

My father is pictured outside his mother’s home in Pasadena, California, on his way overseas in 1965. Commissioned through ROTC in 1955, he served tours of duty in Germany, Korea, and Vietnam. He retired as a lieutenant colonel and commenced a long second career as an administrator at San Jose State University in California. My parents continue to reside in San Jose.

OTHER VETERANS

My twin cousins Frank W. Gines and Henry E. Gines were both veterans. Frank served seven years in the Army as a paratrooper, earning numerous awards and decorations. Following his military service, Frank worked at the Rocky Flats nuclear plant in Colorado for 24 years. He was also a minister of the Gospel, having attended Western Baptist Bible College. He worked at several churches, ending at his death as assistant pastor of the Mount Sinai Baptist Church in Denver. After his retirement from Rocky Flats, Frank took a part-time job as head of player security with the Colorado Rockies. He passed away in 1999.

Henry Gines was a Vietnam veteran who attained the rank of sergeant major in the Army. Henry and Frank are both interred at Fort Logan National Cemetery in Colorado.

ALMOST VETERANS?

My great-uncle Benjamin Franklin Long has a World War I draft card on file, as does my grandfather William Edward Gines. However, I can’t find any record of their actual service. My great-uncle Clarence Long also has a World War I draft card on file, but it’s likely that he did not serve. To the question “Where employed?” on the draft card, Clarence candidly noted that he was a “Prisoner, Municipal Farm,” in Kansas City.

Armistice Day: All Quiet on the Western Front

At eleven a.m. on November 11, 1918, a cease-fire went into effect in France between the Allied Powers and Germany, effectively ending “The War to End All Wars.”

This day was thereafter known as Armistice Day in the United States and Remembrance Day in the British Commonwealth. For many years, a moment of silence was observed or bells tolled at “the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month.” This practice has gradually fallen into disuse as the “Great War” fades in memory.

The last American veteran of World War I is believed to have died in February 2007. Retired Corporal Harold V. Ramsey passed away in Portland, Oregon, one month before his 109th birthday.

In 1954, President Eisenhower and the Congress changed Armistice Day to Veterans Day to honor all veterans, living and dead.

“All Quiet on the Western Front” is a novel by Erich Maria Remarque, himself a German veteran of World War I, which chronicles the horrors of that war. A best-seller, the novel was made into an acclaimed motion picture in 1930. During the 1930′s, the Nazis banned and burned the book.