Richard Kemp’s Martyrs Day Address 2008
At the waning of the year, it is fitting that we gather to remember our heroes and martyrs in order to show their sacrifices were not made in vain. It has been the custom of our ancestors to recall our fallen at Wintertide when it was believed the veil between the living and the dead was the thinnest and our departed ancestors are reunited with us. At this time of the year we are mindful of those men and women who dedicated themselves to the struggle and paid the ultimate sacrifice in order to secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.
While there is a touch of sadness that these heroes, that we remember on this day, cannot physically continue the journey with us, nor taste the fruits of their victories, we shall not mourn their passing. As General George Smith Patton said, “It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank god that such men lived.
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We, the living, are charged with the obligation to keep the memories of these heroes alive. To Paraphrase Groenbech, in his book, “Culture of the Teutons,” We are each but an inspired moment, fading vaguely away into past and future; (we) are present, future and past in one.” We are, each of us, a link in a great chain connecting past and future. It is our duty to carry on their struggle. Let each of us be so inspired by the devotion of our fallen comrades that we lift high their standards as we march into the future.
Some of you here tonight were the children of which David Lane spoke when he coined the 14 words. You were the promise of a future upon which we all fixed our star. It was for you that great men struggled, sacrificed, and were felled by the enormity of their task.
On this night we remember these champions and raise a horn in their honor. We are mindful of their sacrifice, but, more importantly, we remember that they lived and strived to make our people great. We remember; for the sacrifice of their very lives is the bedrock and foundation upon which we build our nation.
As the Wheel of the Year turns to yet another season, we know that after the cold and death of dread winter a new springtime will dawn. May we all strive toward that light and continue toward that vision of rebirth and brighter tomorrows which was purchased at such great cost by our fallen comrades.
Let us raise a horn and drink to their memory..
To Our Heroes… Hail!









