Mr. Speaker, on October 30, a dedication ceremony was conducted in Orlando, Florida in honor of Corporal Larry E. Smedley at the Orange County Courthouse Plaza. Corporal Smedley who died in combat in Vietnam in December 1967 is Orlando's…
Mr. Speaker, on October 30, a dedication ceremony was conducted in Orlando, Florida in honor of Corporal Larry E. Smedley at the Orange County Courthouse Plaza.
Corporal Smedley who died in combat in Vietnam in December 1967 is Orlando's only recipient of the Congressional Medal of Honor from that conflict. The ceremony conducted in our community was to commemorate the naming of a section of our Interstate 4 highway from Colonial Drive to State Road 436 in memory of this Central Florida hero. That section of our major thoroughfare was designated by an act of the Florida Legislature the ``Corporal Larry E. Smedley Medal of Honor Highway.'' It was my privilege to attend that ceremony and meet Corporal Smedley's mother Mary Smedley Smith, from Virginia Beach, his brother, Russell Smedley, from Orlando, Florida, and his sister, Valerie Smedley, from Orlando, Florida. I know I join all those in attendance at that ceremony and countless Americans who appreciate Corporal Smedley's heroism and his family's incredible sacrifice to our nation. It is my honor to include in the Congressional Record of the House of Representatives the outstanding and heartfelt remarks from The Honorable Anthony J. Principi, Secretary of Department of Veterans Affairs delivered at the dedication ceremony.
Good morning.
It has been said that ``True heroism is remarkably sober .
. . It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever
cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost.''
History is defined by critical moments . . . sobering
moments, costly moments . . . moments that are turning points
in time. The United States of America has existed for less
than three centuries. And throughout our history, we have
been tested, time and again, by defining moments of conflict.
Vietnam was one of those moments.
The men who fought there were young and untested. Citizen-
soldiers from all walks of life . . . native-born and
immigrants. From cities large and small . . . and from towns,
villages, and farms. Yet they were bound together in a
brotherhood whose lodestar continues to shine bright on an
immutable truth given poetic definition by President Abraham
Lincoln. ``Our reliance'' he said, ``is in the love of
liberty. . . [and] in the preservation of the spirit which
prizes liberty as the heritage of all men, in all lands,
everywhere.''
And so the young Americans of more than three decades past
fought with a gritty sense of purpose . . . fortitude . . .
and, many times, sheer obstinacy. They were tested in the
raging fires of adversity at Ia Drang . . . Hue . . . Khe
Sanh . . . Pleiku . . . and in a thousand clashes and
skirmishes remembered, now, only by those who fought them.
Those battles, known and unknown, prove one thing--there is
the possibility for triumph . . . dignity . . . and great
honor in even the most difficult, the most trying of
circumstances. Especially when these qualities are rooted in
men dedicated to each other and to the principle--not the
objective--for which they fight. Men descendent of a common
creed--One Nation, under God . . . and guardian of a common
trust--Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. Men like
Corporal Larry E. Smedley, United States Marine Corps, who
served America and served others in the highest tradition of
America's greatest patriots . . . and who paid the cost of
that selfless service with the coin of incredible sacrifice.
The true mettle of those who love Liberty is tested in
moments such as the December night in 1967 when heroism
emerged in the jungles of Quang Nam Province . . . heroism
larger than life itself . . . full with its attendant valor,
purpose, and sacrifice.
Corporal Smedley's awe-inspiring bravery is the stuff of
American legend. In him we see the mighty strengths and quiet
virtues of the American spirit. In him we see the outward
courage and inner character of the American soldier . . .
sailor. . . airman . . . Marine . . . and Coastguardsman. In
him we see the very best of what it means to be an American.
Though we are poorer that he was taken from us, we are richer
for what he so selflessly gave us.
By his devotion to country and to his comrades on that
night so long ago, Larry Smedley joined the revered ranks of
America's heroes from Valley Forge . . . Fredericksburg . . .
Belleau Wood . . . Normandy . . . and the Chosin. Together,
they wrote boldly . . . largely . . . and indelibly . . .
across our great National chronicle of military history.
For the story of America is the story of America's
defenders . . . in war and in peace . . . at home and abroad.
A story whose chapters speak eloquently of Duty, Honor, and
Sacrifice. A story whose words and phrases recount
unbreakable bonds of camaraderie forged in service to
country. Whose words speak softly of beloved family and
friends, and lives forever changed by the wounds of war . . .
and whisper of faithful comrades forever young, cut down in
life's prime. It is the story of Corporal Larry E. Smedley,
United States Marine Corps. A hero who served his country . .
. who served others . . . and who stands tall in the most
honored pantheon of American patriots.
By today's ceremony, the spirit [of] liberty that Lincoln
extolled lives here, among Central Florida's towns, fields
and groves so familiar to Larry Smedley, the young boy. And
by this dedication, the indomitable spirit of Larry E.
Smedley, the young Marine, lives here in perpetuity . . .
amid the expanse of the ribbon of highway stretching to the
unbroken horizon of America's Sunshine State.
On this day of dedication . . . at this time of remembrance
and reflection . . . we honor great deeds . . . great
achievement . . . and great personal fortitude. We honor the
memory of an ordinary American who served America in the most
extraordinary way.
As one who, like Larry, served in the Republic of Vietnam,
I struggle today to find words that can give proper honor to
the painfully short life of my brother-in-arms, Corporal
Larry Smedley . . . knowing full well that words alone will
never be enough.
And so, with your indulgence, let me close with the
poignant words of the English poet, Laurence Binyon, whose
poem ``For the Fallen,'' was written in honor of England's
World War I dead. I read from it today in memory of America's
fallen hero--Corporal Larry E. Smedley:
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning
We will remember them.
May God always bless America and the sons and daughters who
so courageously defend her.