The picture above is the true meaning of Memorial Day. Not the back yard barbecues, the relaxing day at the beach, or the day to congest the traffic because it’s the trendy thing to do.
Just remember there is a family somewhere this day is visiting a graveyard or looking at an empty seat in their living room or staring at a loved one’s picture in tears so that you can relax and forget all the unpleasant things you don’t want to do or think about. So that you do not have to think about the real gruesome things associated with this day.
Yes, this is morbid message because the price of freedom is not free. Someone, somewhere paid the ultimate price for your freedom. So for the sacrifice made from Saratoga to The Green Mountains, From Gettysburg to the San Juan, from the Miracle of the Marne to Midway, Bugle and Normandy, from Seoul to Ia Drang, from Desert Storm to Fallujah, so please take a few minutes to say, “Thank you.”
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