Memorial Day traditionally represents the end of the school year and the start of summer. For all of us who are fortunate enough to call America home, Memorial Day is more – it is a time when we should stop and reflect.
Our post 9/11 world reminds us that freedom is not free. Many made the ultimate sacrifice for the preservation of our way of life.
In the midst of all that this weekend brings your way, I ask you to join Lisa, our children, and us in remembering the fallen.
Shovel them under and let me work—
I am the grass; I cover all. And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Shovel them under and let me work.
Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
What place is this?
Where are we now?