My family is filled with men who have chosen to lay down their lives for their family, their friends and their fellow man. Not many died in war, but most passed on into eternity long ago. Those that remain rarely speak of their war experiences, except the good memories, like stories of their comrades.
Shamefully, I forget that they have survived such horrors.
Memorial Day is a wonderful opportunity to stop the business of life and honor, appreciate and thank those that have shown us such great love.
Today, our small municipality held a parade, a small service and an antique car show. My father-in-law is a veteran, and he loves antique cars, so we invited Andy's family to enjoy the festivities.
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The memorial in our little park. |
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Classic cars! I'm not a car girl, but even I can appreciate these babies! |
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This paint job was absolutely stunning! |
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So pretty! |
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My muscle car of choice? The Mustang! |
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So flawless! Just impressive! |
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Okay, I just liked that it had a face. Cute! |
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Yeah, we're motorcycle people. |
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This poor guy had to be melting! |
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So these ladies were singing and dancing... |
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...and my in-laws decided to practice their dance moves in the street! (They take lessons.) |
We didn't stay long because of the intense heat and humidity, but returned to the house and grilled our lunch and played Apples to Apples.
Ever since the service, my mind has been stuck on the sacrifice of these men and women. What can be said to these people who have given their lives so that others can live free? Is thank you enough? Is it sufficient?
"Greater love has no man than this: To lay down one's life for one's friends." Jesus
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