My Memorial Day

I had the most blessed Memorial Day and I want to share my experience with you, I hope that you don't mind. My brother Steve and I lost our father, Quinton on October 27, 2008. We know that was the best day of his new life when he joined our LORD and SAVIOR in Heaven. Even though his death hurt us deeply, we're so glad that he was no longer suffering from the trappings of Alzheimer's.

Our stepmother gave our father's flag to my brother in remembrance of our father. Steve chose to have our father's flag flown in the cemetery where he's buried today. My brother, our spouses, our stepmother (who will soon be ninety) and I went to the " Memorial Day Observance" in Porterville, CA to honor of our father who fought for and so loved our country. My father's flag was the 1,075 flag to be standing in remembrance of the over one million fallen soldiers, who have fought and died for our country, the United States of America. We also found our Uncle Bobby's flag that was numbered 577.

I am forever changed because of that wonderful service yesterday. The taps that were played and the military fly over, still gives me chills. The song, "Sleep Solider Boy" brought tears to us all. I will never forget that some give all, and all give some. This family thanks all the military servicemen and servicewomen all around the world for the service they give this great country of ours. God Bless you all!