Happy Independence Day!
I'm sure every family in America has a story of how their family has been touched by war. David was in the Air Force during Vietnam as did my cousin and some of my cousin's husbands. If you visit Washington D.C. you can visit the incredible monuments that pay tribute to those who fought and died to keep our country free. They are awesome.
As a little girl I remember visiting my Grandma and Grandpa in Raco - a little Upper Peninsula town. Their place was small and rustic - I loved it. Hanging on the wall in the living room Grandma had framed photos of all seven of their children. One photo was larger than the others. He was our family's story. My uncles had all served in WWII and all but one returned. Uncle Ralph, the big picture in the middle, was the one who did not return. I remember how bad I felt and how I wished I could have known him. I felt even worse that he died on December 24 - what a sad Christmas present. I remember thinking that Christmas must be a sad time for my Grandparents. Several years ago at a family gatherings my Uncle Paul came walking out of his shed wearing this old helmet chuckling about still having it. He has never forgotten.
So here is my tribute to July 4th - our Independence Day.
I hope you have a great day - enjoy your freedom!
I'm sure every family in America has a story of how their family has been touched by war. David was in the Air Force during Vietnam as did my cousin and some of my cousin's husbands. If you visit Washington D.C. you can visit the incredible monuments that pay tribute to those who fought and died to keep our country free. They are awesome.
As a little girl I remember visiting my Grandma and Grandpa in Raco - a little Upper Peninsula town. Their place was small and rustic - I loved it. Hanging on the wall in the living room Grandma had framed photos of all seven of their children. One photo was larger than the others. He was our family's story. My uncles had all served in WWII and all but one returned. Uncle Ralph, the big picture in the middle, was the one who did not return. I remember how bad I felt and how I wished I could have known him. I felt even worse that he died on December 24 - what a sad Christmas present. I remember thinking that Christmas must be a sad time for my Grandparents. Several years ago at a family gatherings my Uncle Paul came walking out of his shed wearing this old helmet chuckling about still having it. He has never forgotten.
So here is my tribute to July 4th - our Independence Day.
I hope you have a great day - enjoy your freedom!
1 comments:
What a neat picture of Uncle Paul!
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