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小布什和老布什|一个儿子对父新的悼念

时间:2018/12/6 13:56:54

原标题:乔治·W·布什在父亲老布什总统葬礼上的悼词

各位嘉宾,包括我们的总统和第一夫人,政府官员,外国政要和朋友:Jeb,Neil,Marvin,Doro和我以及我们的家人,谢谢大家来到这里。

我曾听说,人最好是年轻时与死神擦肩而过但却很长寿。在85岁时,乔治·H·W·布什最喜欢的消遣是开火他的船,富达,并打开三个300马力的发动机飞行 - 快乐地飞过大西洋,特勤局的船只紧张起来跟上。

90岁时,乔治·H·W·布什从一架飞机上跳伞,降落在缅因州肯纳邦克波特的海边圣安的地上 - 这是他妈妈结婚的教堂,经常在那里敬拜。母亲喜欢说他选择了这个位置,以防滑道没有打开。

在他90多岁的时候,当他最亲密的朋友James A. Baker将一瓶Grey Goose伏特加酒走进他的病房时,他非常高兴。显然,它与贝克从莫顿送来的牛排搭配得很好。

在他的最后几天,爸爸的生活很有启发性。随着年龄的增长,他教会我们如何以尊严,幽默和善良的方式成长 - 当善良的主终于呼唤时,如何在未来的承诺中勇敢而愉快地与他相遇。

爸爸知道如何去年轻的一个原因是他几乎做到了 - 两次。当他十几岁时,葡萄球菌感染几乎夺走了他的生命。几年后,他独自一人在太平洋上救生筏,祈祷他的救援人员会在敌人面前找到他。

上帝回答了那些祈祷。事实证明他对乔治HW布什有其他计划。对于爸爸来说,我认为那些带着死亡的画笔让他珍惜生命的礼物。他发誓每天都要充分享受生活。

2018年12月5日在华盛顿华盛顿国家大教堂举行的国葬后,前总统乔治·W·布什跟随一名军人仪仗队,他带着父亲,前总统乔治·H·W·布什的旗帜棺材。REUTERS / Jim Young A

爸爸总是很忙 - 一个不断运动的男人 - 但从不忙于与周围的人分享他对生活的热爱。他教我们爱户外活动。他喜欢看着狗冲洗一下。他喜欢登陆难以捉摸的狙击手。一旦被限制在轮椅上,他似乎最开心地坐在Walkers Point的后廊上他最喜欢的鲈鱼中,考虑着大西洋的威严。他看到的视野是光明和充满希望的。他是一个真正乐观的人。这种乐观主义引导着他的孩子,让我们每个人都相信一切皆有可能。

他通过大胆的决定不断拓宽视野。他是爱国者。高中毕业后,他将大学搁置,并在第二次世界大战爆发时成为海军战斗机飞行员。像他那一代人一样,在他作为公众人物强迫他的手之前,他从未谈过他的服务。我们了解了对Chichi Jima的攻击,任务完成,击落。我们了解到他的船员的死亡,他一生都在思考他们。我们得知他的救援情况。

然后,另一个大胆的决定:他将他的年轻家庭从东海岸的舒适搬到德克萨斯州的敖德萨。他和妈妈很快适应了他们干旱的环境。他是一个宽容的人。毕竟,他和那些与我,妈妈和我共用一间浴室的女人很亲切和睦邻,即使在他学会了自己的职业之后 - 我还是当晚的女士们。

爸爸可以与各界人士联系。他是一个善解人意的人。他重视品格而不是血统。他并不是愤世嫉俗的人。他寻找每个人的好处 - 并且经常找到它。

爸爸告诉我们,公共服务是高尚和必要的; 一个人可以诚信服务,坚持信仰和家庭等重要价值观。他坚信回馈社区和居住的国家非常重要。他认识到服务他人可以丰富给予者的灵魂。对我们来说,他是千分之一点亮的。

在胜利中,他分享了信誉。当他输了,他承担了责任。他承认,失败是过完整生活的一部分,但教会我们永远不要被失败所定义。他向我们展示了挫折如何加强。

他的所有失望都不能与生命中最大的悲剧之一相比,即失去一个小孩。杰布和我太小了,不记得当我们3岁的妹妹去世时他和妈妈的痛苦和痛苦。我们后来才知道爸爸,一个有着安静信仰的人,每天为她祈祷。他受到全能者的爱和我们妈妈真实而持久的爱的支持。爸爸总是相信有一天他会再次拥抱他宝贵的罗宾。

前总统乔治·W·布什于2018年12月5日星期三在华盛顿国家大教堂为他的父亲,前总统乔治·H·W·布什在国家葬礼上讲话。Alex Brandon /泳池通过REUTERS

他喜欢笑,特别是对自己。他可以挑逗和针刺,但绝不会出于恶意。他非常重视一个好笑话。这就是他选择辛普森发言的原因。在电子邮件中,他有一群朋友与他分享或收到最新的笑话。他对这个笑话的质量评级系统是经典的乔治布什。罕见的7s和8s被认为是巨大的赢家 - 其中大多数是非彩色的。

乔治布什知道如何成为一个真正忠诚的朋友。他以慷慨和赐予灵魂的方式尊重和培养了他的许多友谊。有成千上万的手写笔记鼓励,同情或感谢他的朋友和熟人。

他有很大的能力给自己。很多人会告诉你,爸爸在他们的生活中成为了导师和父亲。他听了,他安慰了。他是他们的朋友。我想起唐·罗德斯,泰勒·布兰顿,吉姆·南茨,阿诺德·施瓦辛格,也许是最不可能的,击败他的人,比尔克林顿。我的兄弟姐妹和我把这群人称为“其他母亲的兄弟”。

他告诉我们,有一天并不意味着浪费。他以传奇的速度打高尔夫球。我总是想知道为什么他坚持速度高尔夫。他是一名优秀的高尔夫球手。

嗯,这是我的结论:他打得很快,以便他可以继续下一场比赛,享受一天的剩余时间,消耗他巨大的能量,让一切都活下去。他出生时只有两种设置:全油门,然后睡觉。

他告诉我们成为一个美好的父亲,祖父和曾祖父意味着什么。当我们开始寻求自己的方式时,他坚定自己的原则和支持。他鼓励和安慰,但从不操纵。我们测试了他的耐心 - 我知道我做了 - 但他总是回应无条件的爱的伟大礼物。

上周五,当我被告知他有几分钟的生活时,我打电话给他。接听电话的那个人说:“我想他能听见你,但大部分时间都没有说什么。我说,”爸爸,我爱你,你是一个很棒的父亲。“最后的话他会在地球上说:“我也爱你。”

总统乔治HW布什于2017年2月5日在休斯敦举行的超级碗51比赛前抵达硬币。(摄影:Patrick Smith / Getty Images

对我们来说,他接近完美。但是,并非完全完美。他的短暂比赛很糟糕。他在舞池里并不完全是弗雷德阿斯泰尔。这个男人不能吃蔬菜,尤其是西兰花。顺便说一下,他把这些遗传缺陷传递给了我们。

最后,在他73年结婚的每一天,爸爸都教会了我们成为一个伟大的丈夫意味着什么。他娶了他的甜心。他崇拜她。他笑着和她一起哭。他完全献给了她。

在他年老的时候,爸爸喜欢看着警察显示重播,音量很高,一直握着妈妈的手。妈妈去世后,爸爸很坚强,但他真正想做的就是握住妈妈的手。

当然,爸爸教给我另一个特别的教训。他向我展示了成为一个诚信服务的总统意味着什么,在他心中为我们国家的公民带来勇气和带着爱的行为。在撰写历史书籍时,他们会说乔治·H·W·布什是美国的伟大总统 - 一位无与伦比的技巧外交官,一位强大成就的总司令,以及一位尊严地执行其职务的绅士和荣誉。

美国第41任总统在就职演说中说:“我们不能仅仅希望留给我们的孩子更好的汽车和更多的金钱,我们必须寄望于教会他们作为一个忠诚的朋友,有爱的父母,以及使自己的家乡变得更好的公民的意义。我们希望与我们一起工作的男人和女人说什么时候我们不在那里?我们更有动力去取得成功比我们周围的人还要多吗?或者我们停下来问一个生病的孩子是否变得更好,并在那里停留片刻交换一段友谊?

好吧,爸爸 - 我们会记得你的确如此以及更多。

我们会想你的。你的体面,真诚和善良的灵魂将永远留在我们身边。因此,通过我们的眼泪,让我们看到了解和爱你的祝福 - 一个伟大而高尚的人,以及一个儿子或女儿可以拥有的最好的父亲。

在我们的悲痛中,让我们微笑,知道爸爸正抱着罗宾再次抱着妈妈的手。

(来源:凤凰网军事首条)

附:英文原稿

THE FULL TRANSCRIPT OF GEORGE W. BUSHS

MEMORIAL FOR HIS FATHER:

Distinguished guests, including our Presidents and First Ladies, government officials, foreign dignitaries, and friends; Jeb, Neil, Marvin, Doro, and I and our families thank you all for being here.

I once heard it said of man that the idea is to die young as late as possible. At age 85, a favorite pastime of George H.W. Bush was firing up his boat, the Fidelity, and opening up the three 300 horsepower engines to fly, joyfully fly across the Atlantic with the Secret Service boats straining to keep up.

At age 90, George H.W. Bush parachuted out of an aircraft and landed on the grounds of St. Annes by the Sea in Kennebunkport, Maine, the church where his mom was married and where he worshipped often. Mother liked to say he chose the location just in case the chute didnt open.

In his 90s, he took great delight when his closest pal, James A. Baker, smuggled a bottle of Grey Goose vodka into his hospital room. Apparently it paired well with the steak Baker had delivered from Mortons.

To his very last days, dads life was instructive. As he aged he taught us how to grow with dignity, humor and kindness. When the good lord finally called, how to meet him with courage and with the joy of the promise of what lies ahead.

One reason dad knew how to die young is that he almost did it, twice. When he was a teenager, a staph infection nearly took his life. A few years later he was alone in the Pacific on a life raft, praying that his rescuers would find him before the enemy did. God answered those prayers. It turned out he had other plans for George H.W. Bush.

For dads part, I think those brushes with death made him cherish the gift of life, and he vowed to live every day to the fullest.

Dad was always busy, a man in constant motion, but never too busy to share his love of life with those around him. He taught us to love the outdoors. He loved watching dogs flush a covey. He loved landing the illusive striper. And once confined to a wheelchair, he seemed happiest sitting in his favorite perch on the back porch at Walkers Point contemplating the majesty of the Atlantic.

The horizons he saw were bright and hopeful. He was a genuinely optimistic man, and that optimism guided his children and made each of us believe that anything was possible. He continually broadened his horizons with daring decisions.

He was a patriot. After high school he put college on hold and became a navy fighter pilot as World War II broke out.

Like many of his generation, he never talked about his service until his time as a public figure forced his hand. We learned of the attack, the mission completed, the shootdown. We learned of the death of his crewmates whom he thought about throughout his entire life. And we learned of the rescue.

And then another audacious decision; he moved his young family from the comforts of the East coast to Odessa, Texas. He and Mom adjusted to their arid surroundings quickly. he was a tolerant man. after all, he was kind and neighborly to the women with whom he, Mom and I shared a bathroom in our small duplex. Even after he learned their profession, ladies of the night.

Dad could relate to people from all walks of life. He was an empathetic man. He valued character over pedigree, and he was no cynic. He looked for the good in each person and he usually found it.

Dad taught us that public service is noble and necessary, that one can serve with integrity and hold true to the important values like faith and family. He strongly believed that it was important to give back to the community and country in which one lived. He recognized that serving others enriched the givers soul. To us, his was the brightest of a thousand points of light.

When he lost, he shouldered the blame. He accepted that failure is a part of living a full life. but taught us never to be defined by failure. He showed us how setbacks can strengthen.

None of his disappointments could compare with one of lifes greatest tragedies, the loss of a young child.

Jeb and I were too young to remember the pain and agony he and Mom felt when our 3-year-old sister died. We only learned later that Dad, a man of quiet faith, prayed for her daily. He was sustained by the love of the Almighty and the real and enduring love of her Mom. Dad always believed that one day he would hug his precious Robin again.

He loved to laugh, especially at himself. He could tease and needle but never out of malice. He placed great value on a good joke. Thats why he chose Simpson to speak.

On e-mail he had a circle of friends with whom he shared or received the latest jokes. His grading system for the quality of the joke was classic George Bush. The rare 7s and 8s were considered huge winners, most of them off-color.

George Bush knew how to be a true and loyal friend. He nurtured and honored his many friendships with a generous and giving soul. There exists thousands of handwritten notes encouraging or sympathizing or thanking his friends and acquaintances.

He had an enormous capacity to give of himself. Many a person would tell you that Dad became a mentor and a father figure in their life. He listened and he consoled. He was their friend. I think of Don Rhodes, Taylor Blanton, Jim Nantz, Arnold Schwarzenegger, and perhaps the unlikeliest of all, the man who defeated him, Bill Clinton. My siblings and I refer to the guys in this group as brothers from other mothers.

He taught us that a day was not meant to be wasted. He played golf at a legendary pace. I always wonder why he insisted on speed golf; hes a good golfer. Heres my conclusion. He played fast so he could move on to the next event, to enjoy the rest of the day, to expend his enormous energy, to live it all. He was born with just two settings, full throttle, then sleep.

He taught us what it means to be a wonderful father, grandfather and great grandfather. He was firm in his principles and supportive as we began to seek our own ways. He encouraged and comforted but never steered. We tested his patience. I know I did. But he always responded with the great gift of unconditional love.

Last Friday when I was told he had minutes to live, I called him. The guy answered the phone, said "I think he can hear you but he hasnt said anything for most of the day." I said, "Dad, I love you and youve been a wonderful father," and the last words he would ever say on Earth were, "I love you too."

To us he was close to perfect. but not totally. His short game was lousy. He wasnt exactly Fred Astaire on the dance floor. The man couldnt stomach vegetables, especially broccoli. And by the way, he passed these genetic defects along to us.

Finally, every day of his 73 years of marriage, Dad taught us all what it means to be a great husband. He married his sweetheart. He adored her. He laughed and cried with her. He was dedicated to her totally.

In his old age dad enjoyed watching police show reruns, the volume on high, all the while holding Moms hand. After Mom died, Dad was strong, but all he really wanted to do was hold Moms hand again.

Of course Dad taught me another special lesson. He showed me what it means to be a President who serves with integrity, leads with courage and acts with love in his heart for the citizens of our country.

When the history books are written, they will say that George H.W. Bush was a great President of the United States, a diplomat of unmatched skill, a Commander in Chief of formidable accomplishment, and a gentleman who executed the duties of his office with dignity and honor.

In his inaugural address the 41st President of the United States he said this: "We cannot hope only to leave our children a bigger car, a bigger bank account, we must hope to give them a sense of what it means to be a loyal friend, a loving parent, a citizen who leaves his home, his neighborhood and town better than he found it. What do we want the men and women who work with us to say? That we were more driven to succeed than anyone around us or that we stopped to ask if a sick child had gotten better and stayed a moment there to trade a word of friendship?"

Well, Dad, were going to remember you for exactly that and much more, and were going to miss you. Your decency, sincerity, and kind soul will stay with us forever. So through our tears, let us know the blessings of knowing and loving you, a great and noble man. The best father a son or daughter could have. And in our grief, let us smile knowing that Dad is hugging Robin and holding Moms hand again.





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