Just some thoughts:
GLENN MILLER AND GOD’S SPEED
Tomorrow is December 7th. A president once called it “A Day That Will Live In Infamy.” In history it came to be known as “Pearl Harbor Day.”
As I pulled from my drive this morning I slipped in a cd in my car cd player. No Elvis, Jerry Lee, Hank or Merle this morning. Glenn Miller and his band. Big band music is great music. Always will be. As I drove along a song came on and it brought back a memory that I associate with WW II.
For nearly twenty-five years while I was on staff with the United States Golf Association, while I did not work in New York City, there were times in which I was there, often for business. One time I was having a business lunch in the “City” with a man. We were talking when he became quite, a bit distracted. His mood began to change.
In the background there was music. Not loud or over bearing but one could hear and make out what was being played if they paid attention. The song playing was the Glenn Miller’s band and the song “Moonlight Serenade.”
That’s when the man began to share with me. “Larry, that song, oh my.” He went on to tell me he had been a pilot in WW II serving in Germany. “One night a bunch of us guys went to this dance. They had them a lot during this time. Great music, great times. I met this girl, English girl her name was Claudine. Pretty girl, kinda light auburn reddish hair. Good dancer. The last dance we had that night was to that song, that exact song, “Moonlight Serenade.” I even remember a line from the song:“I stand and I wait for the touch of your hand in the June night.”
As he talked I could see emotion coming over him. “Larry I was a month or so away from twenty years old. Two nights after that dance we flew a night bombing mission over German. A fourth of our squadron we lost that night, they did not return. Sitting here now hearing that song….well.”
“About midnight some of my buddies and I we walked the girls to the bus stopped. Claudine smiled, thanked me for the evening, kissed me and said to us guys: “God’s speed.”
Tom Brokaw called them “The Greatest Generation.” I have no doubts. I fully agree.
December 7th, 1941, lest we forget. If history is not taught, if the stories are not told, yes forgetting is what happens.
December 6th, 2019