I’ve grown to appreciate burial sites lately. I’ve always felt indifferent about them since the soul, after all, leaves the body upon death. My friend Nathan’s death was a turning point for me as we uniquely buried him as a community in the Oregon forest.
On a hill overlooking Manila, you will find the most peaceful, beautiful burial site in the world, in my opinion. Here rest 16,636 American and 570 Filipino soldiers who died defending and liberating the Philippines. Additionally, the names of 32,520 soldiers whose bodies were never recovered or identified are inscribed on the walls of the missing. This circular grave, with perfectly manicured golf-green lawns and enormous Acacia trees was a sight to behold. I’ve spent the last few days walking through WW2 history (Pacific theater at least), which has always been something very sacred to me. I am ever more thankful for their sacrifice.
