We attended a Veteran's Day ceremony in Marion yesterday. We have a small park hard by the water downtown for just such an occasion: Veteran's Park. You gotta park, at the park, no matter how you get there:
Blustery but not cold. The toddlers ran windsprints in the empty flower beds, while the veterans enjoyed the folding chairs and the attention. Lovely.
Milo plays the Colonel Bogey March. The trombone has all the good parts for a change, as they whistle during the parts where they're not playing too.
My little son stood for a long time on the little stone plinth, and ran his fingers over the raised bronze letters of the names of the men commemorated on the WWII memorial. I can't think of a more fitting and appropriate memorial to their efforts.
Thanks to all my family, friends, neighbors, and fellow citizens that served their country in the most profound way.