Via The Sub Report comes this story of what it means to be a shipmate, and a citizen.
Sometimes, all too often, really, those who do the most get the least notice except, perhaps, among their peers. These are the quiet heroes, who remember their shipmates, who look around them and see something that ought to be done, and just go ahead and do it. They don’t do these things because they seek recognition or reward, but because they understand what it means to take care of your own, to remember those who gave their all, to be a brother, and most of all, a shipmate.
George Cross was one of those men:
Most people “don’t know if we lost even one submarine – and we lost 52,” the Tulsan once told The Tulsa Tribune.
That concern compelled Cross, who worked in concrete construction, and fellow members of the Oklahoma Chapter of Submarine Veterans of World War II to do their part to change things.
In 1989, after raising the money, members of the group began personally erecting a series of granite monuments at the USS Batfish War Memorial in Muskogee.
By the time they finished, there was a marker for each of the 52 submarines the U.S. lost in WWII, complete with the names of all 3,505 sailors who went down with them.
No government money, no big committees, just veterans and their families & friends doing the right thing.
Go and read the rest of his obituary, and give thanks that our nation has folks like George Cross who remember what it means to be a citizen, and a shipmate.
As the poet Laurence Binyon so eloquently wrote,
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.