We started our Memorial Day with a trip to Lewisville to visit Grandpa's grave.
Once there, we placed some flags on his headstone, said the pledge of allegiance (trying to do something to set it apart for the boys), and talked to Everett about soldiers and what it means to remember them.
A great part of the experience was that a local Boy Scout Troop was inserting flags near the headstones for every veteran buried there. We walked around the cemetery reading the headstones . . . we even saw the headstone for a WWI veteran in that small cemetery. The flags dotted the graveyard and it was humbling to see just how many there were.
Though Grandpa's service marker has not been installed on his gravesite yet, the Boy Scouts placed a flag when Erik let them know about Grandpa.
It was a great experience to talk with Everett about what it means to serve our country.
It was also quite nice to take a moment and remember those who served, my grandpa who served, and how blessed we are to live in the United States of America.
