Thank you for coming today.
It is Memorial Day.
It is Memorial Day.
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Union Hill Cemetery, East Weissport, Pennsylvania. Held Street runs parallel in the distance. Named after native son Reed Gaumer Held in 1962, son of Ethel and Marvin Held. |
Thank you for coming today.
It is Memorial day
I am here to talk to you about universal truth…
Close your eyes and make a picture in your mind.
For one moment,
Picture a family member,
Who is no longer here.
Someone who loved you,
Someone who placed hopes and dreams for you and your future.
And here is the universal truth:
There is no bond stronger than the bond that holds the family together.
All of our hopes and dreams emanate from our family…
Here today, we the people, gathered here on Union Hill,
We hold these truths to be self-evident.
This was and still is, a tight-knit neighborhood.
You can see all the family homes around us.
You can see where the Bauers’ and the Flickingers lived, and where the Getzs’ and the Millers’ lived, and where the Haydts’, and the Helds’ all lived.
You can imagine all the first kisses and all the skinned knees that happened on this hill…
These are the simple pleasures and pains of life.
But things aren’t always simple are they?
The families of Union Hill have given much to secure the freedoms of our nation.
They too, had hopes and dreams, for the children, they sent to war.
I’d like to tell you about some of the people that lived here:
Adam and Dora Haydt raised six boys on this hill.
Ray Haydt, the youngest, died one week ago today.
He was the longest living resident of this hill.
He told me how hard it was on his family while 3 of his brothers served in battle during WWII.
It was nothing but constant worry.
Williard Haydt served in the Army Artillery.
Earl Haydt suffered such severe frostbite he had to take the boots off a dead fellow soldier at the Battle of the Bulge. He received a shrapnel wound there.
Walter Haydt was a radioman on a B-24 bomber. His plane went down in December 1942.
But Adam and Dora had to wait two long years before their son was officially deemed KIA.
The waiting made the agony so much worse.
Then there was the Miller family.
Elwood M. Miller was the son of a railroad engineer. Elwood was the oldest child of Jennie and Warren. Elwood was killed at one of our bloodiest battles Americans ever fought in: Guadalcanal in the South Pacific.
The Legion Post is named the Shoemaker-Haydt Post in honor of Walter Haydt. The Lehighton “Elwood Miller AmVets” post is named after Miller.
And the name of Held Street, which runs directly behind us, was officially created in 1962 honoring another Union Hill son, Reed Gaumer Held.
Reed was the only child of Marvin and Ethel Held.
Ethel’s last name was Reed. Ethel’s mother’s last name was Gaumer.
Reed Gaumer Held, a powerful name.
He was a radar specialist who trained among other places at M.I.T.
Ethel and Marvin had hoped Reed’s name would go forward…
To not only embody the former generations of his family…
But also as the family seed going forward….
But all this died, the day Marvin and Ethel received the news.
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The Marvin and Ethel Held home yesterday and today. |
He was part of a top secret intelligence gathering mission in the South Pacific.
And then his plane went missing.
Bone of my bone,
Flesh of my flesh.
There is no bond stronger than the bond that holds a family together.
It is indivisible.
We hold God-given rights,
to Life,
to Liberty,
to the Pursuit of Happiness.
But in war, we sometimes forego these.
Instead, we offer up our brightest and our best.
And we are willing to test the bounds of family.
It goes against natural law, for Mothers and Fathers
To send their sons and daughters to war.
Families carry unexpected deaths like these with them forever.
Like a stone in their shoe,
a constant reminder of sorrow,
at every step in life.
Families carry unexpected deaths like these with them forever.
Like a stone in their shoe,
a constant reminder of sorrow,
at every step in life.
Neither Reed Held nor Elwood Miller had any children.
Reed Gaumer Held died with his powerful name.
Walter Haydt had an ir-retractable smile.
Walter’s daughter Janice grew up without her father,
but Walter’s smile lives on in Janice’s smile.
So please, take the flower provided to you today.
And rest it at the head of the Held family, the Haydt family, the Miller family, and to the seemingly countless other veteran families buried on this hill.
Let everyone who comes here know that you were here, thinking of them…
And please…
Remember what these families gave.
To all you soldiers, now at rest.
Sleep well.
Rest in the comfort of knowing..
That we were here to remember you.
Know that you wereloved
And that you still,are loved…
Rest well, knowing that what YOU loved, so much, continues here.
There are families visiting here today.
There are families still living on this hill,
Families who still love one another…
Who still invest, their most important hopes and dreams,
In each other.
We hold,
These truths,
To be self-evident.
There is no bond, stronger than, the bond that holds the family together.
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Neither Haydt's nor Held's bodies were ever recovered. There is a marker at at Fort McPherson National Cemetery in Nebraska for Haydt.
This is the universal grave of Walter Haydt's entire crew of the B-24 "Texas Terror" that went down with army payroll aboard. For complete details of Haydt's story, click here. |
Some other Union Hill Stories and Graves:
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Andrea Beth Miller's 1980 Lehighton High yearbook photo. She entered the Army after graduation and worked with the Military Police. |
Andrea Miller was killed in her apartment in Germany on Christmas Day 1984. There is one unconfirmed story that she was involved on a drug bust on a boat. One of the men waited until Christmas Day to exact his revenge on her for her part in the raid.
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Although she lived on Reber Street, next to the old stone Reber homestead, she was buried on Union Hill Cemetery. One of her hopes, was to one day be a mechanic. |
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Hal Hongen of Union Hill died in France just one month before the 1918 armistice to end WWI. |
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