O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming!
And the rockets's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there:
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming!
And the rockets's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there:
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the mornings' first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! O long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the mornings' first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines on the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! O long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
-Francis Scott Key
(NPS Website)
Harpers Ferry came to Fort McHenry and assited the employees with their major event. The event called “Star-Spangaled Sailabration” commemorated the 200th anniversary of the War of 1812.
It was exciting to see the ICS (Incident Command System) come in to play. We had a briefing every morning before we were deployed to our detail for the day. It is important to know what every one’s title, responsibilities and what the primary goals are for the day. I (Jackie) was the lead for my group which it was nice to experience that posisition. I also was able to assist in a medical emergency which turned out alright.
We were able to experience how working with other law enforcement divisions including park police, Navy, k-9 unit, ems and Baltimore police department is very beneficial and how communicating with other law enforcement divisions is key especially in large special events like this one.
The Blue Angels were amazing. While I (Renee) was working the Blue Angels VIP seating area, I was able to converse with many park visitors. I had the oppurtunity to meet family members of the Blue Angels like Judith L. Kording. Judith’s uncle, Lt. George Neale, used to fly with the Blue Angels in 1962 in the #4 slot. March 15th, 1964 Lt. Neale was flying the jet and it underwent an engine flame out and his jet crashed in Apalacholcola Florida. Judith still comes out to the Blue Angels Air Shows to pay her respects to her uncle that is greatly missed. It was a pleasure meeting Scott and Judith Kording as you can see in them in the picture above.
Overall it was a great experience!
-Renee Benson & Jackie Innella
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