This Sunday I would like to take a moment to remember that tomorrow is Memorial Day.
While my great-grandfather did not die serving in the armed forces, and I would never wish to take the emphasis away from those brave men and women on their day of remembrance, this day inevitably evokes his memory.
His spirit and strength are ever-present in any day, speech, or monument that honors this nation’s heroes.
This post is my opportunity to give thanks. It is my way of paying tribute to an incredible man and, if he were still with us, I would print it out and mail it to him because that’s the only way he’d read it.
It’s been over a year since my great-grandfather passed away, and last July we buried him at Arlington National Cemetery.
It was a privilege to witness such a cherished man be put to rest in such a sacred place. He received the highest honors, a full gun solute, and the American flag was presented to my great-grandmother.
Even with all the criticism our country faces, including the criticism that I voice, I am earnestly grateful for the men and women who serve and also for their spouses, families, children and friends who make a different, but equally admirable sacrifice.
Gayle Smith was a special person.
Married for 67 years.
A devoted patriot.
He truly believed in me.
And today, I just want to say thank you. Thank you to him and thank you to all.
I know they’re listening.
Happy Memorial Day.