Remembering…

….my Dad, a World War Two vet, especially this Memorial Day.

Down here at “Undisclosed Location”, aka “Amity”, our quiet little spot is invaded by the “summer people.” All of a sudden, you have to run and close your house windows for the visitors who insist on stinking up the air with their fire pits. It’s in the 70’s and they need a fire? We all have to suffer because they need a fire. To add insult to injury, there’s the visitors who I will kindly term as being 4 crayons short of an 8 Pack. They get the wettest, greenest sticks and try to burn them. When they do get some degree of success, the stench really is bad. Thus starts the unofficial start of summer.

How sad the true meaning of Memorial Day is lost to most people. Here’s to all who gave all, those who served and those currently serving.

You are the best! Thank you for your service.

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For those who served

Tomorrow is the legal celebration of Memorial Day in the United States.

I had a grandfather that served in World War I and my dad served in World War II.I know they were proud to serve and I was blessed they made it home ok.I know many people who went and served, and either came back physically or mentally injured, or didn’t make it home at all. Some in the armed service were Prisoners of War.

For those who served and or are serving, thank you for your service. For the families that support a family member in the service, God bless you and thank you. For those who gave all, I can only offer my thanks in prayer for you.

God bless America!