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Help Wanted
The Missing In America Project is looking for a few good people. Actually we are looking for quite a few. We would like to set up a Chaplain Corps throughout all 50 states. As we find the identifiable cremains of veterans and/or eligible family, we need to hold services to honor and lay to rest these heroes or family members. We are finding that many of the cemeteries do not have Chaplains that are assigned to them to perform these services. That is where the Chaplain Corps would come in. If you, or someone you know, fulfills the requirements listed below and feels that the Lord is calling you to help out with this project, please check the state listings under "Contact Us" for a State Chaplain in the state you live in. If a State Chaplain is listed under your state, please contact them and if there is no State Chaplain listed, please contact me. In His Service Chuck Tyler National Chaplain / Web Administrator So who qualifies as an MIAP Chaplain?
It is also important to say what a Chaplain is not:
It does not matter what your religious belief, your political views, your lifestyle or hair color is. If you feel this is your calling and you can meet these requirements, please contact me. Thank you and God Bless
The poem below was written by a MIAP Escort Rider that attended our MIAP service at California State Veterans Cemetery at Igo on January 23, 2008
Missing in America Emotions surround on me this day of despair At the Veterans memorial, sorrow wafts in the air We honor five soldiers and lay them to rest The armed forces tribute for America’s best.
Their comrades escort them to this hallowed place A disciplined march, in synchronized pace. Seven Honor Guard set, arms shouldered to fire Three shots will ring out, all meant to inspire
Each volley thunders as it moves through my soul The flood in my eyes, I no longer control. Softly, the bugle mourns one final song Taps for these men, their day is now done.
As I hold my flag high, to honor these men My heart starts to ache for what gathered us in. The journey each took to this final place Is unbearably sad and should cause us disgrace.
Missing in Action, we all know this phrase A price our men pay for defending our ways. But missing at home, these men should not bear Being left on a shelf with no one to care.
Their families are absent, they don’t know we’re here They’ve left these men stranded, year after year. On funeral home shelves, their fate left unknown So our mission won’t end, till all are brought home
We’ll honor their service and life since the war And place them with God to rest evermore. Old Glory is folded and placed at their side We’ll remember forever, Americas Pride
Missing in America, a project held dear Will find all these men and see them brought here They defended this Nation with courage and grit We owe it to them to never forget Don Blair
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