It is awesome, and a day to remember. Have you walked through a cemetery and noted the people who have died? Have you seen the flags flying in your hometown today? Flags are reminders of soldiers who gave their lives for our country.
I never thought about going overseas to fight for my country. I could have, if I could have persuaded my parents that this was where I should be. Instead I went off to school.
I found many who were coming back to the school to see their friends. They were servicemen. Some were sailors, and some were in the Army, or Navy. I date one who was in the Navy. He came to see me at Bible College. He looked tall and lean in the white uniform. I never saw him again.
It is not that he died. I believe he saw a part of me that he liked, but we lost our way. I found someone to date, and dropped the writing to him.
At church we had two servicemen stand and give their stories of service. They were interesting people, and their tales were worth listening to for sure. They shook hands, because they were strangers to each other.
Memorial Day is a day to respect those who have died for our country. I do, and I have.