This is the first Memorial Day weekend without Jack's mother. She always wanted a cookout on this weekend. Even when she was in a wheelchair last year we brought her down to enjoy it. It's suppose to be rainy on and off all weekend here, so a cookout looks out of the question. I guess that it's kind of appropriate that it's a rainy weekend.
Memorial Day is such a special day for the country. It reminds us of, and honors those who help make America that country it is and those who help to keep us safe. Those mem and women deserve evy honor and accolade they get and more. It takes a toll on them and their families that most of us will ever be able to understand. I had an uncle who never was the same after WWII. He would never talk about his time and drank heavily when he came home. Sad to say he passed in his forties, leaving a wife and seven children. So, I tip my hat to my uncle Bill, Sherry's husband Bill, my uncle Ken his boy and grandsons, my son Jack and all others who sacrifice for us, whether it's in combat times or peace.
Memorial Day is such a special day for the country. It reminds us of, and honors those who help make America that country it is and those who help to keep us safe. Those mem and women deserve evy honor and accolade they get and more. It takes a toll on them and their families that most of us will ever be able to understand. I had an uncle who never was the same after WWII. He would never talk about his time and drank heavily when he came home. Sad to say he passed in his forties, leaving a wife and seven children. So, I tip my hat to my uncle Bill, Sherry's husband Bill, my uncle Ken his boy and grandsons, my son Jack and all others who sacrifice for us, whether it's in combat times or peace.