I was bringing my grandson Charlie back to Pittsburgh from Ohio for a visit. Charlie got out of the car as he said he likes the smell of gasoline which was a surprise. Me? not so much. I especially don’t like the smell on my hands after filling the tank.
The total on the pump seemed astronomical. we wondered who filled up before us!
A Day of Remembrance- Originally blogged May 31, 2010 Reblogged in 2016
Muskingum County World War II/Korean War Memorial Zanesville, Ohio
Family members plant flowers, trim grass, pull a few weeds, decorate graves of loved ones with wreaths.
One time Mary and I scrubbed lichen off the granite with our toothbrushes. I saw a watering can hang from a spigot, a metal pipe in the ground.
Boy Scouts place American flags by white marble veterans’ graves.
I remember when Bill played taps and as the clear notes sounded, the wind kicked up, blew swirls of dust and leaves, the sky got dark. And we all felt a shivering chill.
Each helmet bears a soldier’s name.
Memorial Day 2013 Guest Blog by son Mark Memorial Day 2013 Guest Blog by son Mark
from Memorial Day 2014
Twenty four notes. Taps.
The Origin of Taps, The Bugler’s Cry by “Jari Villanueva, a former ceremonial bugler at Arlington National Cemetery”
from Memorial Day post 2015 Poppies for Disabled Veterans Assistance Programs
May they all rest in peace and may we never rest until we make peace last.
Thanks for this, Ruth. Too many helmets!
Love, L
Here is a link to Lois’ obituary 2013