Doing what they can for the war

Before women were on the battlefield, they played an important role

Whether on the battlefield or on the home front, women have been involved in supporting war efforts since the beginning of time.

In honor of Veterans Day, I’m re-blogging Ben Marks’ post highlighting how women around the world were utilized in propaganda posters in support of the Great War.

A heart-felt thank you to all the men and women who throughout the ages have put themselves out there to protect us all.

Women and Children: The Secret Weapons of World War I Propaganda Posters

November 6th, 2013



Haskell Coffin produced this image for the U.S. Treasury Department in 1918.

Armistice Day is a time to reflect upon that defining moment at the end of World War I, at 11 a.m. on November 11, 1918, when soldiers stopped shooting at each other along Europe’s Western Front. At its close, most observers assumed that nothing would ever match the “Great War” for its sheer volumes of death and destruction, and for decades after, people around the world stopped whatever they were doing at that hour to observe two minutes of silence in a mute echo of the quiet that must have blanketed the battlefield. As the world soon learned, the sadly quaint practice of holding one’s tongue for 120 seconds, once a year, would not be enough: After World War II, the holiday’s name was changed in the United States to Veterans Day, while countries in the British Commonwealth observed Remembrance Day.

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Just another day for you, too?

Welcome Home. Department of Defense Photo

This past Monday, I loaded a box in the car to drop at the post office. A grocery list was in my pocket for a trip to the grocery story. While I was out, I’d swing by the car wash. Monday was a day like most days.

When I got to the post office, the parking lot was full, there was a long line of people waiting, but the counter was closed.

“Do we know that someone’s coming back?” I asked. With the post office facing changes, staffing wasn’t a foregone conclusion, I didn’t think. Plus, the box I held was heavy and I had no desire to stand in line for an indefinite period unless the counter people would return soon.

Everyone looked at me as though I’d asked them if the sun would rise the next day. A man pointed to a sign by the mail drop slots. “It says 2:30.”

Though it was nearly 2:30, I turned and left. I’d get groceries, wash the car, and hit the post office on my return. When I returned an hour later, I was happy to see the parking lot was empty. I carried my box inside and saw that the counter was still closed. What? It took a few moments but finally it dawned on me that Monday was Veteran’s Day. Of course! I walked away shaking my head. And giving thanks.

I am grateful for the men and women who choose military service as a full time career to defend us. I’m equally grateful to those citizen soldiers who give up weekends and weeks and years to serve as part of the National Guard and Reserve forces overseas and at home.

Even though I’d read the Veteran’s Day articles in the paper, even though I’d thanked in person several people in active military service, even though I’d watched coverage of Veteran’s Day events on TV. Even then, I’d turned right around and lived the rest of the day without a care. I could do that because of our strong military. What a country we live in that I can go about my days with so little concern. Oh, yes. I’m thankful.