Monday, May 26, 2014

The importance of remembering...

One of the first things that caught my eye when The Grocer and I moved to our small town 5 ½ years ago was the lovely little city park adjacent to the market. With its whimsical child-on-a-swing sculpture, impeccably maintained rose gardens, memorial bench, and monument to community spirit, it’s a lovely place for travelers cruising SR 27 to get out and stretch, or for locals to sit and enjoy the sunshine on a warm summer’s day.

But, it’s the smallest thing of all in the little park that has always left the deepest impression on me: the memorial to a Gar-Pal High School graduate, who was killed in action in Iraq in 2004.

While our families are not strangers to military service—The Grocer, his father, his stepfather, both of my brothers, our son, and our daughter-in-law all served their country—they all came home. Yet, this young man and so many others did not. 

On Memorial Day, we remember all of the fallen service men and women and the families they left behind. Words can never express our gratitude for their sacrifice.

-The Grocer's Wife