They're sorry for my going away.
And all the sweethearts that e'er I had
Would wish me one more day to stay.
But since it fell unto my lot
That I should go and you should not;
I will gently rise and softly call --
Good night and peace be with you all. Trad. Irish.
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That is such a sad song. It sounds as if it was written during WWI.
I lived and worked on the south side of OKC when the happened. Made many frantic phone calls to friends and family to make sure they were okay. My daughters were babysitting my nephew on that side of town, my first call, of course.
I was working at Walmart, and our front doors flapped open and closed from the blast and the store shook, the store faced away from it. The first words out of my mouth were that there had been an explosion, though I couldn't tell you why I thought that.
I didn't lose any family or close friends, but knew the woman whose daughter was the only pregnant woman to be killed in the blast. She was devastated as that was her only child.
This was a horrible moment in the state's history and one we shouldn't forget, but it's time to move on from the debilitating grief and rehashing over who should have done what. Remember, yes, definitely, but honor their memories instead of constant grieving.
And the song was The Parting Glass, earliest version from the 1770's, but redone and immortalized by The Clancy Brothers.
This is the Marine Barracks in Beirut, Lebanon, on October 24th, 1983.
Sorry--they have such a similar look. Spooky, maybe, or jsut the way they were blown up? It was a car bomb there, too? Dark time of year and dark thoughts led to the confusion.
Suicide bomber in a truck.
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