They Did Not Die For This - A reflection on Memorial Day in the Age of Trump

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1. I have two of those folded flags

and a mother buried next to one of those whom the flags represent. I haven't been this mournful on a Memorial Day ever that I can remember. I guess because I'm so close to be buried in one myself at this point... and wishing it could be next to my Mom and Dad. But also because this country is so far off course and I don't see it getting back on track in my lifetime. For someone who tried all her life to do the right thing, knowing how far things are amiss and not being able to do anything about it now, hurts bad. My grandson, tho, came in first thing and gave me a hug and a "thank you for your service" first thing before I even barely had my eyes open. He knows the real reason for the day, but said he wanted me to know he thought I was so brave to fight to go into the service, at a time where women were still shut out of almost everything. Bless him. I wish I were leaving a better world for him.