Taps

September 12, 2010 in Reflections

The worst moment of the memorial service for the victims of September 11th, 2001, is the playing of “Taps.” A tune created during The Civil War, as a bugle call to signal “lights out,” it has since become a standard to be played at the end of both military and non-military funeral services.

It is not enough that it is played, but played in a syncopated fashion, multiple buglers sending the somber notes over the remains of the World Trade Center site, to fall lightly on those assembled below. The notes mix with the wind and the air that holds the memories of those who died that day, and it as if their voices are reflected in the solemn notes, reverberating like an ethereal chorus amidst the buildings. It breaks the hardness of even the hardest heart, to feel this melody waft along, encompassing one like a blanket of sorrow.

No matter what may happen at the site from now far into the future, let the playing of “Taps” continue to bring voice to the innocent victims, and continue to stir our hearts to feel the sorrow and grief, lest we forget.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/chillbearlatrigue/ Chillbear Latrigue

    @Newt: This was stirring and beautiful, Newt. Perfect.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/weegees_bored/ Weegee\’s Bored

    Very nice indeed.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/militantrubberducky/ MilitantRubberDucky

    Newty, this was wonderful.

  • http://www.pennydanger.com Penny Danger

    @NefariousNewt: Your writing illuminates with sound and I especiially was drawn to this of yours…

    “The notes mix with the wind and the air that holds the memories of those who died that day, and it as if their voices are reflected in the solemn notes, reverberating like an ethereal chorus amidst the buildings.”

    Extremely genuine.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/whyamihere/ WhyamIhere?

    I read this and did not comment because I am sort of a snide kind of guy, in case you hadn’t noticed. Then I started thinking that not commenting was not fair to Newt since he had put forth this beautiful work and I did not want to take the time to put my thoughts into words.

    So Newt, I wanted you to know that since I have served in the Navy and been a police officer I have heard this song more times than I care to count. Some times it was for people I knew, other times for men and women I did not know but who wore a uniform. Your piece described exactly what this song does to me.

    It breaks the hardness of even the hardest heart, to feel this melody waft along, encompassing one like a blanket of sorrow.

    This song wrecks me every time I hear it and even when I think I can hold it together I never make it through the gun salute that usually follows.

    Now I have it stuck in my head, but thank you for taking the time to write this and share it.

  • http://wordsmoker.com/help/members-3/nefariousnewt/ NefariousNewt

    Thank you to all. As many years have passed since that day, the notes of that song haunt me. I find it a little easier every year to keep from crying for the whole ceremony, but when it reaches the end, and the first notes of the song burst out over the site, it is like a wail of pain, the scream of thousands of souls wrapped into those simple, clear, and strident notes. I cannot stop crying.

  • http://www.pennydanger.com Penny Danger

    @Nefariousnewt: Don’t ever stop caring the way you do. Your words are so beautiful.