Memorial day is the one day of the year when the complaining, the ignorance and the entitlement come to a halt. It is the day when people realize that they are alive because others are not. I have yet to lose a family member who has served but that doesn’t make this day any less special for me. As I go through the cemetery putting flags on each head stone of those who have served I remember. I remember the brave men and women who gave their all for their country. I think of the families, who got a flag rather than their loved one. The children who will grow up without a parent. To me memorial day is the day I remember what most people forget.
