Monday, May 26, 2014
Dad sent me this picture from today's Memorial Day activities in my Massachusetts home town. My memories of the town Minutemen run deep. I am right there with them, listening to the fife and drum corps, breathing in the wooded air.
It seems like I should write something about Memorial Day today.
All I can think of to say is that as human beings across the globe we need to figure out ways to stop killing one another. Maybe one way to do that is to remember the people who die on the other sides of whatever conflicts we are involved in, not just the people who die on our own side. Especially, but not only, the innocents.