{"id":1607,"date":"2014-05-26T14:04:31","date_gmt":"2014-05-26T18:04:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/?p=1607"},"modified":"2014-05-26T14:07:17","modified_gmt":"2014-05-26T18:07:17","slug":"a-memorial-day-post","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/?p=1607","title":{"rendered":"A Memorial Day Post"},"content":{"rendered":"<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"color: #222222; text-align: center;\"><a onclick=\"javascript:_gaq.push(['_trackPageview', '\/download\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/CAM00150.jpg']);\"  href=\"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/CAM00150.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-1609 \" src=\"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/CAM00150-e1401127417244-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"CAM00150\" width=\"854\" height=\"641\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/CAM00150-e1401127417244-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/CAM00150-e1401127417244-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/05\/CAM00150-e1401127417244-620x465.jpg 620w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 854px) 100vw, 854px\" \/><\/a><em>The young woman on the right is my Great Grandmother Elliston, Shirley Moore Elliston.<\/em><\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"color: #222222;\">This poem is by Rev. Robert E. Hall, my father.\u00a0 I asked if I could post it for Memorial Day.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"color: #222222;\">Life can come at us, willy nilly,<br \/>\nwound and defeat us,<br \/>\nunless revised,<br \/>\nre-envisioned.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"color: #222222;\">I remember&#8230;.<br \/>\nGrandma E, widowed young by WW I.<br \/>\nShe walked to Hilley&#8217;s Dress Shop<br \/>\ntwelve blocks round trip<br \/>\nsix days a week.<br \/>\nOn her feet eight hours a day<br \/>\nselling and sewing.<br \/>\nOn Sundays<br \/>\nshe walked nine blocks to First Baptist Church to worship.<br \/>\nFor their new sanctuary,<br \/>\nshe did without hair appointments<br \/>\nto fulfill her pledge.<br \/>\nIn WW 2, she rented out rooms to make ends meet.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"color: #222222;\">It was not the life she had hoped for.<br \/>\nAnd yet she was&#8230;<br \/>\nTough.<br \/>\nEnduring.<br \/>\nProvidential.<br \/>\nFaithful.<br \/>\nSteadfast.<\/p>\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"color: #222222;\">Her life was God-led,<br \/>\nwith detours.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The young woman on the right is my Great Grandmother Elliston, Shirley Moore Elliston. This poem is by Rev. Robert E. Hall, my father.\u00a0 I asked if I could post it for Memorial Day. Life can come at us, willy nilly, wound and defeat us, unless revised, re-envisioned. I remember&#8230;. Grandma E, widowed young by [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[185],"class_list":["post-1607","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-memorial-day"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EotM-pV","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1607","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1607"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1607\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1610,"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1607\/revisions\/1610"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1607"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1607"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.profligategrace.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1607"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}