REFRESHING THE PAGE
For the loyal followers that held their breath since my last post, I apologize. I will not prolong the pain with excuses. Instead, I will stay true to What’s Up with a bit of information. The saying goes: You learn something every day.
Recently, thanks to the Associated Press reporter, Michael Hill and Newsday, a special honor was announced on behalf of General Benjamin O. Davis Jr. The name is familiar to some, but I suspect obscure to many. Benjamin Davis entered West Point in 1932 as its only black cadet. My learning experience was discovering he was shunned for the next four years by fellow cadets under the auspices of the academy. He roomed alone, ate alone and no one befriended him. He labelled himself “an invisible man.” To quote reporter Hill, “Now, more than a decade after his death, the academy that allowed Davis to be ostracized is honoring him.” The honor: a new cadet barracks under construction among the impressive buildings of the U.S. Military Academy will be named for him. This honor is usually reserved for such graduates named Eisenhower and MacArthur.
The belated honor is in recognition of two historical facts – West Point’s blemished record of racial endorsement and Davis’ unblemished resume that includes commanding the all-black 332nd Fighter Group known as the Red Tails, not to mention the first black general of the Air Force. The Air Force became the first of the services to fully integrate. Benjamin Davis retired in 1970 as a three star general. In 1998, he was awarded a fourth star by President Bill Clinton.
Colonel Ty Seidule, the head of West Point’s history department and of the naming committee, acknowledges Davis as one of its greatest graduates. He also goes further to acknowledge, “This is not West Point at its finest hour … This is a chance for West Point to recognize one of its finest.”
ANOTHER SOBERING NOTE:
My loyal following will recall a previous post titled, An Afternoon with Dan Levin. The sad news is Dan passed away recently at the ripe young age of 101 years. The fact that Dan was born in Russia in 1913 and served as a Marine sergeant/ combat correspondent during World War ll, and was among the last living survivors of the battle for Iwo Jima, appears to go un-noticed in the media. I am still searching for an obituary.
In response to my faithful audience, my second book, Twelve Fifteen, has been released. It is an adult suspense novel guaranteed to keep you on edge (I promise). Additional information is at your fingertips: www.ronscott.info.
POEM FOR MEMORIAL DAY:
We strolled one midday afternoon,
Sun with unrelenting glare
Between the Eucalyptus and bananas
Black, White, Asian, Latino
Infections from birth on hold
Washed by fear.
How sweet the smell
Herb left in haste
Maybe closure will be made today
No matter, there’s always tomorrow
Believe you must
To greet sunrise.
Yesterday, we joked in ignorant pride
History exchanged like baseball cards
Values of my tree
Shortcomings of yours
Pick and choose
Who will say goodbye?
Sunset’s beauty stolen by hostility
One with each other,
Pray for another sunrise
Emerald green runs a new color