“It took three days and three nights to bury the dead on the battlefield …”
“With faces black with the flies that swarmed about their wounds, men gazed around them, wild-eyed and helpless…”
“Would it not be possible, in time of peace and quiet, to form relief societies for the purpose of having care given to the wounded in wartime by zealous, devoted and thoroughly qualified volunteers?”
Have you heard of Henry Dunant?
If not, read this short article. Or this one. In short, after stumbling upon one of the worst battles of 19th century Europe and tending the wounded for days, Henry wrote a book, Un Souvenir de Solferino, which contained a plan to form what would become the International Red Cross.
I can only imagine the courage it would take to happen across a battlefield prior to modern medicine and start tending the wounded and burying the dead. I can then only dream of having the courage to start an organization to provide emergency services to anyone regardless of nationality, race, religion or politics?
It humbles me to think about what this man did and puts my simple year-long project in it’s place.
To have that kind of courage is unimaginable.
Attended a Red Cross orientation for new volunteers. We’ll see where it leads.