We left the house in the two o'clock hour and went to the cemetery where my mom's dad and brother are buried. The burial ground was surrounded by American flags flapping in a gentle breeze and the low motors of a few cars driving through. It was a tad chilly and clouds dotted the sky, making it a perfect day for such an outing.
Our grandma met us at the cemetery and we all headed to another town's cemetery. There we looked at the final resting place of a soldier, whom we had known. Then we went out to eat pizza.
We arrived home some time after seven thirty and finished ranch work before quitting for the day.
The trip to town was a nice way to remember what Memorial Day is set apart for and be thankful for all the soldiers who have given their lives for our freedom.
I would like to send a huge thank you to all the men and women who have fought and/or are still fighting today for our country.
Thank You!
Again, Happy Memorial Day! : )