In Memory Of

As we were looking for Grandpa's grave this tank came barreling down the side road.

Like an embarassing Mom, I had the kids quickly run up to the road so I could get a good shot.

This was the best of the bunch I took.

We miss you Grandpa Les

Brent forced to be in a picture.

We miss you Grandma and Grandpa Edwards!

In the end, Grace could stay awake no longer.

Sleep overcame her still after being pulled out of the suburban.

While walking back to the cars Brent spotted this engraven tile.
We had never noticed it before.
Grandpa was being honored for his service in the military.

Usually on Memorial Day we just get together with family and celebrate with a b-q. This year we actaully made it to several graves. Our first stop was at Granpa Les's. He passed away just last year. I figured it was going to be busy. But I wasn't expecting Police Men to directing traffic in an out of the Orem Cemetary. I think we just timed it all wrong. They must have had some sort of program and we arrived just as it was ending. I couldn't believe the swarms of people there! We waited for probably a good 10 minutes before the police men directed us in. We found a parking spot and started searching for Grandpa's grave. We hadn't been there since his funeral last year. Luckily it didn't take us long to find it. We didn't stay long or say any words. Next year I'm going to do it differently. I would like to read some sort of poem or favorite memory that I have of our loved ones that have gone on. It just didn't feel right. I'm glad we made it any way, in honor of their memory.

Next stop Grandma Penny and Grandpa Rick's. We had hambergers, and they were the best burgers I've had in a long time. I don't know what my brother does to those things, but they were dang good.

On our way home we stopped by my Grandparent's grave, Grandma Charlotte and Grandpa Edwards. It was nice to see that the headstone was properly ingraven. We could tell that other people had come to pay their respects. Again, I had no peom or words to say. Next year will be different.

Both Grandpa's had served in the military. They both had honorably served thier country willingly and with pride. I am so grateful to the service men of old and new. For their sacrifice to ensure that my freedoms are kept strong and alive. I am grateful for their families sacrifice in letting them leave and live without them for a time. And for some of them paying the ulitmate sacrifice, their own lives. This country is worth fighting for. Even though we are living in uncertain and perilous times. I believe we should fight even harder and with more valor.