Here’s wishing everyone a safe Memorial Day weekend.
When I was a child, my parents called it “Decoration Day.” My brother served in the Army and every year on Decoration Day, the family headed out to the cemetery to visit his grave. As we got closer to the cemetery, there were shops that sold flags and flowers. My mom always bought a wreath to lay on my brother’s grave that would not get blown away by the wind, and next to it, we stuck the stick into the ground that held the American flag.
When my dad made his transition, he was buried in the same cemetery as my brother. We kept to the same tradition of a wreath and American flag. As the years went on, Memorial Day became a day to visit the final resting places of other family members who transitioned but had not served in the Armed Forces. Read the rest of this entry