Honor Roll

We can never forget those who paid the ultimate price for our freedoms.

~Shawn Lehman

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Memories

by John Reas

Tonight you sleep in foreign soil

So many miles from home,

But rest in peace, brave boy of mine

For you are not alone.

There are memories that you left behind

That reminds us each day of you,

No matter if we are here or there,

No matter what we do.

Your room is as you left it,

Your shoes are behind the door;

Your fly-rod is in the corner

Your bait box on the floor.

The pictures of your schoolmates

Are hanging on the wall,

Your old fishing hat hangs on the nail - -

You hung it there yourself.

Your bed - - it has been empty

Since the night you went away,

But they say you have another one

A bed of sand and clay.

So rest in peace, brave boy of mine

for I feel it won’t be long

Until the Bugle sounds “Taps” for me

And someone sings a song.

So these memories will linger on

Until that day does come,

And we’ll meet again to part no more

For we’ll know our wars are won.

Dad

My name is Shawn Lehman of Wonewoc, Wisconsin, originally of Wild Rose, Wisconsin.

The following poem was written in honor of Bruce E. Reas, by his father, and my great grandfather, John Reas. Bruce took part in the invasion of Italy. He fought in the Battle for the Anzio beachhead and at Casino, and was in the 5th Army during the fighting up the boot of Italy. Bruce was in Rome when his class graduated from Wild Rose High School. He was transferred to the 7th Army and was killed in action during the invasion of France.

I cannot imagine losing your only son,

Bruce’s sister, my grandmother, spoke of her brother often.

“We cannot forget those who paid the ultimate price for our freedoms.”

With much love to all who serve.

~Shawn Lehman