Honoring and remembering. That is what Memorial Day is all about.
This past Monday, Memorial Day, Joe and I participated in Willshire’s Memorial Day Parade. It had been several years since I attended Willshire’s Memorial Day observance. The last time was probably when my dad was still living. He was a member of the American Legion and he always enjoyed driving his military Jeep in the parade. So it was very nice to attend their parade and memorial service again this year.
It was a nice, hot, sunny morning. A couple of Chatt friends told me that Aleta was wanting people to carry photos of family veterans in the parade. I liked the idea and wanted to participate. Sherry was kind enough to have my dad’s photo enlarged for me and I mounted it on foam board. She and several others did the same and walked in the parade.
We enjoyed visiting while we waited for the parade to begin.
We walked in the parade, led by the American Legion and Parkway’s band to the Willshire Cemetery.
The ceremony was patriotic and moving and featured speaker Brandon Baker. The service ended with a 21-gun salute and the group went on the St. Marys River bridge to honor those who served at sea.
On the day before Joe and I went through Willshire Home Furnishings’ Memorial Day Celebration, which honored past and present military veterans.
I talked to several people who had family members who served in WWII and most said that their loved ones never really talked much about the war. It wasn’t until after they had passed away, when the family was going through stored-away items, that they learned more about their war service. They often learned that their father/husband/brother had been a hero. But the veterans just never talked much about it.
My dad was pretty much the same way, but he would talk about his service when asked. Back around 1999 I “interviewed” my dad about his war service and thank goodness I wrote down what he told me.
I will write about some of his stories next week.