Memorial Day. Honor the veterans who served. Some fought. Some died.
It's not a happy day. It's a day to reflect and honor.
My father served in the South Pacific during WWII. He never talked about his experiences. From what I found out from family (especially his older sister), it was a nightmare experience.
Yet he never complained. His generation was truly, as Tom Brokaw wrote about, the Greatest Generation.
I hope everyone will take a few seconds at 3:00 pm Monday for silent contimplation.