Memorial Day
Rabbi Melanie Aron
Friday, May 23, 2008
I don’t remember too many of my Bat Mitzvah gifts, but there is one that
stands out- a tape recorder. I’ll date myself by letting you know that
it was reel-to-reel. None of my friends had a tape recorder yet so it
was a very special gift and we spent hours fooling around with it.
The special present came from my uncle, because he wouldn’t be able to
come to my Bat Mitzvah. The reason he couldn’t come? Well this will
date me too, he was an American soldier in Vietnam.
While my uncle was parachuting in the jungles, his sister, my mother
wore the “Another Mother For Peace” pin that was so popular at that
time. It made for interesting Passover seder discussions. At my high
school there were anti-Vietnam protests and teach-ins and we were as
opposed to the war as any other progressive Jewish family of that era,
and yet my perception of the war, was shaded just slightly by my uncle’s
first hand experience both of the war and of the military.
Jews have served in the American Military since the Revolutionary War
with a significant number -- perhaps 8-10,000 -- serving in the Union army
during the Civil War. The oldest veteran’s organization in the United
States is the Jewish War Veterans of the USA founded in 1896 and
perennially answering the accusation that Jews don’t do their fair share
in fighting for this country.
The appointment of Jewish chaplains was a struggle. The military
chaplaincy of the United States, established in 1861, required that all
chaplains be “regularly ordained ministers of some Christian
denomination”. Interestingly the law in the Confederacy was more
lenient, accepting chaplains who were a “minister of religion”. Abraham
Lincoln supported changing the law, but others argued that if standards
were lowered, Mormons, Buddhists and Hindus, referred to in much less
PC language, would be next in line for government recognition. The
struggle continued for a year until the law was revised in 1862 to read,
“of some religious denomination.”
The first Jewish woman chaplain was a Reconstructionist Rabbi, who
joined the reserves in 1979. Rabbi Bonnie Kopell served in Desert Storm
in 1991, and in Iraq again more recently in 2005.
In general, the number of Jews in the military right now is rather low.
They must be particularly short of chaplains, as I received an
invitation just this week to join the Navy Chaplaincy Corps. A recent
estimate placed the number of Jews in the US Army as about 1,500,
self-identified out of one half million active Army personal. The number
of American soldiers who were Jewish in World War II by contrast was
much higher, both in absolute terms, often put at close to half a
million, and as a percentage, about 11% of the Jews in America at the
time, more than 22% of the men. Many believe that the “real” number of
Jews in the military today is larger than 1,500, there being many Jewish
soldiers who don’t self-identify for a variety of reasons.
Soldier’s reports on their experiences of being Jewish in the military
vary. Officially the Army has a zero tolerance policy for any form of
racism or prejudice. Many soldiers report having really good experiences
with non-Jewish chaplains going out of their way to learn about Judaism
and to provide for their Jewish soldiers. Others say that in the
military context, being Jewish doesn’t matter that much. One wrote about
his experience in the Middle East: “To tell you the truth, we already
stood out as Americans, so there wasn’t room to feel anything distinct
about being Jewish.”
Some military personnel report on feeling pressure because of the large
numbers of Evangelical Christians in the military. In some places, there
is a sense that this religious practice is endorsed by military
leadership. Jews also report, perhaps because of being just a minority,
on feeling responsible in their actions for the reputation of all Jews
and Judaism. One soldier reported feeling the need to “really put a good
face forward for Jews in uniform.”
I was able to find biographies of some of the Jews who have been killed
in the fighting in Iraq. They are a varied group, male and female, older
and younger, heroes with Bronze stars, like Marc Seiden, who gave his
life to save others when his convoy was hit by an improvised explosive
device, and individuals lost in what should have been routine
operations, like Jeffrey M Wershow of the Florida Army National Guard,
who was going to get a soft drink while guarding a detail of civilian
Americans meeting with Iraqi University officials and was killed by a
sniper.
One of the first deaths in the war was Mark Asher Evnin, a young Jewish
Marine, who was among the first two dozen casualties back in 2003. His
Jewish funeral attracted 1,000 mourners including the governor of his
home state of Vermont. Motivations for joining the service varied. One
Jewish soldier joined the military because of what America had given to
his family. Another young soldier had joined the Army, despite his
family’s disapproval, in response to the terrorist attacks on September
11th. Nathan Bruckenthal was buried, at his request, with his tallit,
and David Bernstein, had been fifth in his class at West Point. There is
an interesting story about that. The Bernstein’s had notes at graduation
that there was a prize of the top four students graduating, but none for
the 5th. Now there is an award in perpetuity in David’s memory, to the
5th.
One of the more interesting individuals to me was Elijah Tai Wah Wong,
the son of a Chinese father and Jewish mother, who had moved to Israel
as a teenager and gone to high school there. He had served in the
Israeli army before enlisting in the Air Force in the United States. At
42 he was a little older than most and left behind three children as
well as a wife and sister.
Reading about the Jewish soldiers who died in the war in Iraq, really
brought home to me the difference between Memorial Day in Israel and in
the United States. Yom Hazikaron, Memorial Day in Israel, is one of the
high holidays, as it were, a day of real significance to Israelis. All
theaters, bars, and movies are closed for a full 24 hours. The siren is
sounded twice, once at 8pm to mark the beginning of the commemoration,
and once at 11am when the public ceremony at the military cemeteries
begins. Almost every high school in Israel has a memorial corner and the
radio and television focus all day on stories of individual soldiers who
gave their lives.
What does it mean that many of us don’t know a single person in uniform?
How does that effect our decision making as citizens as we vote for
politicians who choose war to put forward national security objectives?
And as Memorial Day approaches, how do we reconcile our ability to go on
with our lives as usual, with the tremendous sacrifices a small number
of families are making daily?
My uncle returned safely from Vietnam and continued his military career
at Ft Bragg and at Walter Reed Hospital in Washington DC. He’s retired
now and I shared this sermon with my him. I thought I might give him
the last word. After reading my sermon he wrote me:
“We celebrate Memorial Day not for one soldier or for one religion, but
for all Soldiers, Sailors, Marines, Airmen and Coast Guard Service
personnel, of any and all Religious and Non Religious backgrounds, for
all the individuals who made the ultimate sacrifice for our country over
the span of our Countries existence. It is because of them that we are
able to sit here tonight, in the relative security and peace of our
nation at home.”