When I began to write this I did not, as is my custom, begin with a title. It is what it is because I did not have anything better, more concise, more fitting to the day. How can you, after all, summarize all that Memorial Day means in just a few simple words?
Every so often I get to thinking about all the men and women who died in wars of the past and present. Oh I’d bet they were handsome men, lovely women for war comes in and snatches only the youngest, it seems, that time in life when we are at our best.
Some come home alive and well, of course, and they are the ones we often see at Memorial Day parades marching in line as best they can. Others come home too beaten up to do much of anything and still others come home in a flag shrouded coffin to take their final resting place on a quiet hill, at peace for all eternity.
So, this is one of those times when I think of all those men and women and I lack the words to thank them properly let alone sum up this day in a few words. Maybe I’ll just say thanks and let it go at that. They might well be too embarrassed if I tried to say more.
Every so often I get to thinking about all the men and women who died in wars of the past and present. Oh I’d bet they were handsome men, lovely women for war comes in and snatches only the youngest, it seems, that time in life when we are at our best.
Some come home alive and well, of course, and they are the ones we often see at Memorial Day parades marching in line as best they can. Others come home too beaten up to do much of anything and still others come home in a flag shrouded coffin to take their final resting place on a quiet hill, at peace for all eternity.
So, this is one of those times when I think of all those men and women and I lack the words to thank them properly let alone sum up this day in a few words. Maybe I’ll just say thanks and let it go at that. They might well be too embarrassed if I tried to say more.
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