As some of you may know, I am currently in Md. For those who don't, hello, I am currently in Md. My Grandma Stuck passed at the end of January. I am going to be up here a bit longer than expected, as my Uncle passed last night. I will be returning home, Tuesday afternoon.
The burial today was nice, it took place at Arlington Cemetary. She is sharing the plot with my Grandpa, Maj. Raymond Stuck, USAF. The service was nice, but brief. One of the things the Chaplain read, and adapted for the service, was a poem called "The Silent Ranks." It is something I feel like sharing, so here it is for those who care to read it.
I wear no uniforms, no blues or army greens
But I am in the Army in the ranks rarely seen
I have no rank upon my shoulders - salutes I do not give
But the military world is the place where I live
I'm not in the chain of command, orders I do not get
But my husband is the one who does, this I can not forget
I'm not the one who fires the weapon, who puts my life on the line
But my job is just as tough. I'm the one that's left behind
My husband is a patriot, a brave and prideful man
And the call to serve his country not all can understand
Behind the lines I see the things needed to keep this country free
My husband makes the sacrifice, but so do our kids and me
I love the man I married, Soldiering is his life
But I stand among the silent ranks known as the Army Wife
