Tuesday, May 31, 2011


Sitting back at my desk on a Monday morning and just thinking about Memorial Day and all that it means. Those who have lost a loved one. Those that have passed.  Those nameless families wandering through the cemetary.  Those children carrying flowers. Those thousands of similar, plain, stark, white tombstones.  Those that have given their lives for our freedom.  Those flags.  Oh, those flags.

Those that are our part of our history.  Those who made us who we are.  Those that we miss.




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