We took a few moments on Saturday to walk through the massed
flags up at Point Loma. The Boy Scouts
that place the flags were just leaving.
The wind was brisk, and the sky was grey. We parked our truck outside so those who
really needed to park near a grave could do so.
We stopped a moment near George’s parents’ marker. Near Dale’s grave was an older man sitting on
the sidewalk. He would touch his lips
with his fingers then touch the grave.
I looked closer at the gravestones this day because of his
gestures….after I wiped the Dale tears out of my eyes.
My Papa Ken is buried in Trail OR and I have to find out if they know he's a vet and put a flag on his grave Memorial Day. Kay
ReplyDeleteThey are emotional places but I think the sadness is worth the feeling that you are at least ping respects and in lots of cases renewing your love for the lost one.
ReplyDeleteToo sad. To visit our family members, David and I will have to move back to NC.maybe we will someday.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos of remembrance. We owe so much to our vets and servicemen who gave their lives for our country.
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