I like this column by John Farmer: "Some of those we honor tomorrow never came home. They left this land forever and rest now in the foreign soil they fought to free. The American cemetery at Normandy Beach in France, just above the Omaha Beach landing site on D-Day, is one such place. Its row on row of white crosses and interspersed Stars of David is observed in silence even when visitors number in the hundreds. With the waves lapping the shore below and under a slate gray sky that recalls June 6, 1944, it’s moving beyond words. You should go there if you haven’t already. The cemetery, you’ll learn, is American soil, a gift of the people of France to the people of America to whom they owe their freedom."
Blackfive has posted this Facebook post by Tom McCuin:
Monday is Memorial Day. It is the day we honor our war dead, those warriors who gave what Lincoln called, 'the last full measure of devotion.' Enjoy your barbecues, your mattress sales, and your community pool openings, but remember you do so because those honored dead made it possible. Please do not offer your thanks to me or any other living veteran. It is not our day. We came home carrying our shields; they came home carried on theirs. Memorial Day the day we raise our glasses to absent comrades. Thank me and my living brothers-in-arms (and sisters, too) on Tuesday. But on Monday, turn your thoughts to the gardens of stone around the globe. See you at Section 60."