This evening I'll be taking my kids out to the cemetary at the little old country church where I grew up. There are two veterans that lost their lives in WWII that we stop to pay our respects, plus gravesites of several other veterans going back to their great, great grandfather, a Norwegian immigrant named Ole Larson, who was in the Minnesota Volunteers during the civil war. (There were so many Ole Larson's in the Minnesota Volunteers he had to change his name).
Tomorrow morning will be the ceremony in the town park put on by the local American Legion Post. It's like a Normal Rockwell picture stepping back in time, it hasn't changed since my dad brought me when I was a kid during the Viet Nam era, protestors and all, it hasn't changed. We lost a young man in Iraq this year, it will be a somber day in this small town.
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"Watch your top knot."
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