When my aunt passed away, I inherited a box filled with memories of men lost in wars. This brother in the Second World War, another in Korea, her son in Viet Nam. Letters they sent home. Letters announcing their deaths. Purple hearts, medals, folded flags.
Many of us have such boxes, entrusted to us for safekeeping. On this day, we pull them out and open them, to remember and to give thanks for the courage and sacrifice of the fallen and their families. To give thanks for those who came home safe.
To all those who have served, and to all serving now, my hearfelt gratitude.
Longwood Gardens - Part IIII
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