A few small offerings on a day where much greater gifts are remembered.
My brother always reposts my Veterans Day diary of 2007 on his Facebook page every Memorial and Veterans Day. Thanks, Walter. And thank you, dad.
On this day, my mind often strays to the ceremony we stumbled upon in the Shaw neighborhood of Northwest Washington, DC the afternoon before Senator Obama became President Obama.
Lastly, a song I wrote years back, with images taken at Arlington last July 4:
with a fervent prayer from an old agnostic:
Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me
Let there be peace on earth
The peace that was meant to be
With god as our father
Brothers all are we
Let me walk with my brother
In perfect harmony