“I know war as couple of other living men now know it, and nothing to me is more revolting. Once war is required on us, there’s no other alternative than to apply every available means to bring it to a speedy end.” (Douglas MacArthur).
So stated a man who spent more than 50 years in the military, getting many awards for his service, nerve, and leadership. While many people respected, enjoyed, and appreciated him, others (notably Pres. Harry Truman) thought Douglas MacArthur was a disgrace. Despite personal opinion, nevertheless, any individual would be hard-pressed to negate MacArthur’s commitment to country and the conservation of liberty.
He was born in January 1880, the last kid of Arthur and Mary MacArthur. His father fought in the Civil War on the Union side, and was later on awarded a Medal of Honor for his service. Remarkably, two of his spouse’s bros combated on the opposing side during the war and wouldn’t attend their sister’s wedding event as a result.
Of his boyhood, MacArthur remembered: “I learnt how to ride and shoot even prior to I could read or compose– indeed, practically before I could stroll and talk.” And apparently his dad saw these interests also, since he commented, “I believe there is the product of a soldier because kid.” Following his youth, MacArthur attended West Point, finishing in 1903 at the top of the pack of 93 graduating students. Acquiring a strong military legacy, he followed in his father’s footsteps by going to war in WWI. Upon returning, he took the task of Superintendent at West Point, and went to work altering the school’s academic program. Under his direction, West Point offered a 4-year program once again, and expanded the curriculum to include courses that would provide cadets an education that exceeded basic training.
While he clearly valued his work in the military, his love of being a daddy won the affections of his heart. He stated: “By occupation I am a soldier and take pride in that reality, but I am prouder, infinitely prouder to be a daddy. It is my hope that myson when I am gone will remember me, not from fight, but in the home, repeating with him our simple daily prayer, ‘Our father, Who art in Heaven.'”
Not long before he passed away, he returned to his beloved West Point. In an address there, he recollected on his life and work by saying this: “The shadows are lengthening for me. The golden is here. My days of old have disappeared, tone and tint. They have gone glimmering through the dreams of things that were. Their memory is one of fascinating beauty, watered by tears, and touched and coaxed by the smiles of the other day. I listen vainly, however with thirsty ears, for the witching melody of faint bugles blowing reveille, of far drums beating the long roll. In my dreams I hear once again the crash of weapons, the rattle of musketry, the odd, mournful mutter of the battlefield. However in the evening of my memory, always I come back to West Point. Always there re-echoes and echoes: Duty, Honor, Country.
Today marks my final roll call with you, but I desire you to understand that when I cross the river my last conscious ideas will be of The Corps, and The Corps, and The Corps. I bid you goodbye.” He passed away on April 5, 1964, from biliary cirrhosis, and his partner stayed a widow for well over 30 years before her death at the age of 101.
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