Today is Memorial Day — I’m not posting a pix of my jewelry — I’m posting a pix of my dad. He served in the Korean War. I was born shortly before he shipped out to Korea. I had blue eyes and white blond hair. Somewhere there is a pix of my older cousin (older by a year) of both of us in front of cotton fields. You can hardly tell my hair from the cotton. When my dad came home from Korea I had brown hair and brown eyes. I think he thought my mother had traded me in a different baby!
We got up late this am (for me – 8:15am) and got ready to go downtown for the parade. We almost missed it — such a good thing I called the Police Department to see the actual time — you can tell it’s a small town, can’t you? It was a short parade by many people’s standards — the new police car leading the parade, the VFW, the American Legion, the Brodhead High School band, the older vets seated on folding chairs on a trailer, the Cub Scouts, the Boy Scouts, the Girl Scouts, the Brodhead Junior High band and a young boy on a motorized vintage looking car with his dad walking along side of him. We saw our friends and their children in the parade — Tom Quello in the VFW and his son Peter carrying the flag for the Boy Scouts – Danielle Jorgensen and her kids in the Scout sections of the parade. Then we rode off on our bikes (all 4 blocks) to the cemetary after we watched the parade to see the service. Friends, neighbors – known and unknown were all there. We stood in the ‘Methodist Section’ — there always seems to be a congregation of the Methodist at local functions. We have no relatives in town so we hang out with the Methodists! The service made me cry, as usual. The Pledge of Allegiance, the saluting of the flag, our friend Tom, the chaplain from the VFW led the opening prayer, the Scouts honoring past vets who were missing in action and of course, taps.
I hope you all enjoyed your Memorial Day weekend!