Memorial Day is special.

I recall the wreath that was tossed into the river to honor those who died at sea.  This was the beginning of the ceremony.

Following was the early morning parade.  I remember, in particular, the flags, the veterans, and the intense pride I felt toward our country.  I would get "teary" with my hand over my heart as flags and floats passed.  I would be "choked up" and couldn't speak.  Not everybody with me would understand this.  We would follow the parade to the cemetery.  Part of that tradition was a twenty-one gun salute.  We were generally standing in the beauty of Spring and the safety of our small town. 

I couldn't imagine the sacrifice given by the men and women who were passing by.  I couldn't fathom the ultimate sacrifice of someone giving their life for me so I could live in freedom.  It still takes my breath away.

I applaud every serviceman and woman. I applaud your families.  I thank you for your gift to me.  It is beyond words.