I spent 2 hours yesterday just sitting under a big tree in the shade over at Eagle Point National Cemetery here in Oregon, around fellow veterans who have gone before me...The Highlight of my day was a daughter, and wife and mother, stopped by in a kilt and her bagpipes and played Amazing Grace, three times in front of the resting places of three of her relatives, who rest there.
I could not have spent time for two hours in better company. The presence of our Lord, and American Flags waving in front of each gravestone and on top of the walls containing cremated remains.
a Blue Sky and a snow capped 8,000 ft Mt McLoughlin in the distant background.
That was my Memorial Day.
