These are the benighted denizens of flyover country. These are the people that rattle around in the progressive “basket of deplorables.” This is America. From Fox News:
Navy veteran Jerry Wayne Pino died on Dec. 12th in Long Beach, Mississippi. He was 70 years old.
We don’t know that much about Jerry. He was born in Baton Rouge and joined the Navy in New Orleans. He was a petty officer third class in Vietnam. That’s the extent of his biography.
No family. No friends. He died alone.
Jerry’s body lay unclaimed for several weeks at Riemann Family Funeral Homes.
‘No one stepped forward,’ funeral home worker Cathy Warden told me. ‘He just didn’t have any family.
But where was the loving, all-knowing and all-powerful government? Isn’t it government’s job to care for all its workers and servants? Shouldn’t we put our trust in government? Doesn’t it promise to meet all our needs from cradle to grave, just like Julia?
But Miss Cathy called her teenage son Bryce who in turn texted some of his friends – and within a matter of minutes, six young men had volunteered to serve at a stranger’s funeral.
Should this happen in my small, Texas community, the south full of evil racists and sexists, and all other manner of ists, so many kids would volunteer, we’d be turning them away for weeks. Perhaps it’s no coincidence this too happened in the South?
It was the right thing to do,” 17-year-old Bailey Griffin told me. “He served our country. He fought for our rights. For him to be buried with nobody there was just sad. I told myself I was going to do it and I did it.
For the residents of flyover country, the haters and global warming deniers, “because it’s the right thing to do” is powerful motivation. Usually, it’s all that’s required.
They buried Petty Officer Third Class Jerry Pino on a Tuesday. The sun was shining and there was a cool, gulf coast breeze meandering through the Biloxi National Cemetery. An honor guard stood at attention.
The boys were smartly dressed in khaki pants and buttoned down shirts and neck ties. They solemnly took their places on either side of the flag-draped coffin and escorted a man they did not know to his final resting place.
‘I went out there for the service and cried the whole way through,’ Miss Cathy said. ‘He had no one there. This veteran had nobody standing there but these boys.
The boys made sure Petty Officer Pino was not left behind, and will be, always, remembered. He was a veteran. He was an American. It was the right to do, and that, for deplorables, is enough.
But what of the flag? It was folded and presented to the young men.
They are still trying to figure out what to do with the flag that draped Jerry’s coffin. It’s being encased in glass – along with a plaque that bears his name.
There’s talk about putting the flag on display at the high school or perhaps inside the locker room where four of the pallbearers play football.
It would be a fitting tribute to a man who died alone but who was buried surrounded by his fellow countrymen.
This is why Donald Trump won. It wasn’t the Russians. It wasn’t because Americans–particularly those that did not vote for Hillary Clinton and a continuation of the policies of Barack Obama–are bad and evil people. It was because they aren’t, and because throughout this nation, particularly in places scored and ridiculed by the self-imagined elite, countless men and women like these wait only to learn of a need, and they respond–they always have–because it’s the right thing to do. That’s enough.
Ave atque vale, Petty Officer Pino, and may God bless these young men, these deplorables, these Americans.