Last week, Norm and I witnessed an incredible display of solidarity. Hundreds of motorcyclists road cross-country to honor those who gave the ultimate sacrifice during the Vietnam War. (I’m not here to debate the validity of calling it a war.) The Patriot Guard riders raised flags on an overpass in order to salute those who take this annual trip to Wasington, D.C.
I was humbled to offer my time just to wave at the bikers as they passed through Ruston, Louisiana.
Happy Memorial Day, friends!
Noticed that most of those bikers did even wave back! What a ride, cross country for honoring those that lost their lives in Vietnam.
But what I have learned is that one never says ‘Happy Memorial Day’…
It is nothing to be happy about!
One of our best friends is a Vietnam Vet and believe me, it is like a living hell having witnessed the death of so many of your friends over there. You wake up with it and go to bed with it.
Indeed, the loss of life is tragic. To say “Happy Memorial Day,” at least for me, means to honor and celebrate those who sacrificed everything for us. XOXO