Each Memorial Day our town has a small parade.
And each year we dress up in red, white and blue,
load up in the back of the pick-up truck with our neighbors and drive down the road to my brother's home. It's a special tradition that we all look forward to....the buckets are to collect the candy that is thrown from the floats, (and for their mother to raid afterwards)!
"The brave die never, though they sleep in dust:
Their courage nerves a thousand living men."
~Minot J. Savage~
i think this picture is beautiful.
somebody's little boy.
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1 comment:
that picture is so special, every soldier is someone's little boy! having a little boy of my own makes the meaning of that so much deeper. see you around town friend!
Jillian
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