In Loving Memory of My Father
     
Home Page

 
This page is in loving memory of my father
Ira Unger
who passed away on May 12,2002

WW2 1943 to 1946


God saw you were getting tired,
And a cure was not to be
So he put His arms around you
And whispered
Come to me
With tearful eyes, we watched you
And saw you pass away
Although we loved you dearly
. We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
He only takes the best.

Ode To A Vet
He was getting old and paunchy,and his health was failing fast,of the war that he had fought in, of the deeds that he had done.
In his exploits with his buddies,they were heroes,everyone. All his buddies they knew where of he fought.
But we'll never hear his tales no longer, for 'ol Ira has passed away. And the world's a little poorer, for a Veteran died today.
No, he wasn't mourned by many,his wife,children, family,and his friends,which has grown smaller with each passing year.
For he lived an ordinary, very quiet sort of life.
He held a job and raised a family, quietly going on his way, and the world won't note his passing, 'tho a Veteran died today.
When politicians leave this earth, their bodies lie in state,While thousands note their passing, and proclaim that they were great.The papers tell of their life stories, from the time that they were young.
But the passing of a Veteran goes unnoticed and unsung. Is the greatest contribution to the welfare of this land:
Some jerk who breaks his promise and cons his fellow man? Or the ordinary fellow, who in time of war and strife,goes off to serve his country and offers up his life?
The politician's stipend and the style in which he lives are sometimes disproportionate to the service that he gives.
While the ordinary Veteran who offered up his all,
Is paid off with a medal and perhaps a pension small.It's so easy to forget them, for it is so long ago,that our Iras and Jims and Johnnys went to battle, but we know.
It was not the politician, with his compromise and ploys, Who won for us this freedom that our country now enjoys.
Should you find yourself in danger with your enemies at hand would you really want some cop-out with his ever waffling hand,Or would you want a Veteran, who has sworn to defend,His home, his kin, and Country, and fight until the end?
He's just a common Veteran and his ranks are growing thin,But his presence should remind us, we may need his like again.
For when countries are in conflict, we find the Veteran's part was to clean up all the troubles that the politicians start.
If we cannot do him honor, while he's here to hear the praise,Then at least let's give him homage, at the ending of his days.
Perhaps a simple headline in the paper that might say,
Our Country is in Mourning, for a Veteran died today,

Married May 12,1961 Picture taken Feb 2001
You can email at ungertree@hotmail.com

Family or friends that have my personal email address can still email at that address.
 
   
 

To Ira Unger (Dad) You will never be forgotten