Memorial Day


On the drive back from McCall this Memorial Day morning we heard on the radio lots of interviews related to, about and with veterans. My significant girlfriend's grandfather served on a bomber in the European theater and often tells tales of those that didn't come back. Her other grandfather served in the Pacific theater and his memories of those times are stronger now than those of his other life's events, as he slowly loses them.
What it must have been like I have no idea. My own family was not a soldiering type. My grandfather's were stateside, one essential to the war effort raising pigs for meat, the other ethnic German living in South Texas, working on building planes. When you go back into my family tree, the nearest war/soldier reference was a draft dodger sometime in the Civil War. I guess my family's swords had been beaten into plowshares a long time ago.