Memorial Day 2015

Always a difficult holiday for me.  So many of my friends are gone.  They gave their lives in service to their country.  But they were not super heroes.  They were young kids called to do stuff that by and large was beyond their imagination.  Some became heroes.  Others were just at the wrong place at the right time.  The speech making and the multi-gun salutes are for the living.  

I remember as a kid going with the American Legion post some where to have a ceremony.  It was so cool.  Filled me with excitement.  Now when I go to these events, I go alone and stand far back.  I mourn rather than prance.  I fear we will always have another generation of fallen.

On a much brighter note, my extra photo is a squirrel standing guard on his tree.