My Memorial Day custom is to take my grandson to Saratoga National Cemetery. He read the grave stone of a man that serverd in WWII, Korea and Vietnam. He wanted to find 9 more. It didn't take him long. I feel completely overwhelmed and somewhat insignificant every time I go there. The place is filled with far better men than me. I am humbled. May God bless them all.
Bob
Last edited by RS308MX; 05/25/15.
