End of the long holiday weekend. Spent the day working outside, running a few errands, and finally had an evening ride. One of the houses we passed had a fence lined with flags. On bikes, in the evening, it was a good time to remember … The sons, daughters, fathers, mothers, grandparents – who have served or are serving. Waiting for peace, waiting to return home.
One of my ShutterCal photography friends, Brian, who had once served in the Army, put it very well:
You don’t have to believe in, like or support a war or the morons who start them (I certainly don’t) but it is VERY important to (honor) and respect those who willingly put their lives on the line by serving in ANY uniform.
Remembering. And wishing for peace.