As she should have. I’ve received three calls today thanking for my service and wishing me a happy Memorial Day. Although I appreciate the sentiment, deep down I’m saying WTF is wrong with you.
I played our bugle I last played last around '72 - 74, when I was still in Boy Scouts, on our front porch today. With my Dad being the last, and long-time Scoutmaster, I've been slowly getting rid of all of the troop's stuff, for many years. I've had this bugle, likely Korean war surplus, on display on my living room bookcase for years.
Please remember those who died in training accidents, especially those during the Cold War. I lost five fellow soldiers in the battalions I served with while on active duty. We were there in the field getting it done to show our little Russian buddies that we didn't quit when the weather turned ugly.
This one was tougher than I expected. I lost a close friend recently who was badly wounded in Iraq and fought for his life for 10 years and over 90 surgeries. One of the toughest men I’ve ever known. Sometimes KIA is immediate, and sometimes it takes a while. Daniel Prigge, 2nd Bat 75th Rangers. RLTW Also, more than ever I don’t give a shit how people spend our most important holiday. Grill, party, go boating, whatever. It’s America. Do what the fuck you want as long as you know why you get to do it.
I have always 'known' the reason for the holiday I did not fully 'understand' until this year. This year was tough for me also. Maybe we should call it a day of rememberance instead of holiday