Especially to the servicemen in our families who, at great risk to themselves, volunteered to be part of our nation's armed forces. They all walked the walk so we could have parades today and be with family in the greatest nation ever formed on earth.
And to their families, mothers especially, who never slept until their sons were back home. I am married to one of those mothers.
And here they are:
Vicky's ancestors fought in the Revolutionary War--she is an official member of the Daughters of the American Revolution.
Grandpa Graybill and Great-Grandpa Graybill
Grandpa Johnson and Great-Grandpa Johnson
(both of our fathers were servicemen in WWII, and both of our grandfathers were servicemen in WWI)
--my father lost two cousins in WWII.
Uncles Cloyd and Harold Graybill and Melbourne Bunting
Sean's Grandfather and Great-Uncle both served in WWII, and he has three uncles who also served in the armed services.
Bill's brother-in-law Jesse
Cousin Don Brubaker
Brother-in-law Dennis Cook
Nephew Paul Cook
and a special shout-out to son Owen Burt, an Army Ranger and Green Beret with several tours of duty in Iraq and Afghanistan--10 years of service.
Today, to celebrate, we are doing the old fashioned thing of grilling hamburgers. That could be seen as trivializing their powerful contributions and sacrifices to our country, but actually it is honoring them. They did what they did so we could have these ordinary kinds of events, celebrations, times with family, picnics, etc. This is what they would want.
We will think about all of them today. They are all in our hearts.
And today we hung our new American Flag, proudly, on our cabin.
Because I was standing about 15 feet above ground on a narrow ledge, Vicky held onto me, which I liked.
The song that represents all of this for us:
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