A Chance to Say Thank You

Some reflection on what's really important.

Not ratings, or corporate settlements. But people. In this case, dead people.

They say Memorial Day Weekend is the unofficial kickoff to summer. When I was growing up, my parents had a distinctly different take on it. They forced me, actually demanded me and my brother and sisters, to take a different look at it. To remember relaives and friends who had long gone, some of whom I had never met.

"But they're dead," I would say.

"Precisely," they would counter.

They were products of the Great Depression, when things like duty, and honor, and country meant something. They are gone now. But around this time of year, in particular, their words come back stronger than ever now.

To remember.

To appreciate.

To ponder how life would have been if those before us hadn't been there.

I guess that's why I see Memorial Day not as a day of sales, or barbecues or picnics, but as a time to reflect. Quietly, but deliberately.

That doesn't mean that we don't have the sales, or the barbecues, or the picnics. But we should acknowledge the people who made those sales and barbecues and picnics possible.

The folks who gave up big things, so we could enjoy the little things.

Countless soldiers, like my father, who gave up higher education to serve his country. Or my mother, who, like so many, served the war effort at home.

They are gone now, but I hope not forgotten. Not just my parents, but maybe your parents, your friends, your heroes.

We're all here because somebody got us here, protected us here, sheltered us here and maybe, just made a difference here. They are here, even though they are not here.

We should enjoy this weekend. We should enjoy the memory of the folks who made it possible even more.

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