Summer of 2011

It soon will be Memorial Day of 2011.  65 years ago was the last time I put on the Band Uniform of Green and Gold to participate with the marching band of my high school.  We had marched and played in Cleveland, Ohio to celebrate the ending of the war in Europe just a few months before.  Oh how we played our hearts out with the march " Stars and Stripes Forever!!!"  Most of us had been together for 4 years and it was coming to an end, but we had the world by the tail.  Oh so grownup and ready to face  the big old world out there.

Memorial Day once was called Decoration Day.  All the graves of the brave men of all wars fought before the "Great World War"  to end all wars were decorated with flags and flowers.  My brother fought in Korea, My Son in "Nam" and my oldest grandson in Desert Storm.  Then came Iraq with our youngest grandson laying his life on the line twice, and now Aphganistan.  Peter our oldest who went back into  the Navy for all good reasons is headed into harms way again.  This time as a 40 years old father of 3 wonderful children.  Will this never stop???My husband who was in WW2 with the Navy says that God is trying to tell us something.  But of course we never listen.

In August I shall journey to Ohio and help my old class mates celebrate 65 years of living out here in the big old world.  I like to think that we have done some things right.  God has been good and kind to us.  At our ages of 83 and 85 we still are on our own with good health and each other.  What more do two people need?