Memorial Day

Ken worked on Monday so we didn't do anything during the day but as soon as he was off we headed out to an early dinner at Red Robbin. Always a yummy place to eat. We loved their freckled  lemonade. 

This was by far our most humbling Memorial Day. Ken had the great idea to go to the Dallas-Fort Worth National Cemetery. When you first entry the cemetery there are American Flags lining the way. It was such a beautiful site. Katie said, "American flag, best flag ever!" We couldn't agree more! We are very proud to be American and we are especially proud of our military men and women.

When you get into the cemetery and see the thousands of tombstones it takes your breath away. It is one thing to hear the number of those who are buried there but to actually see a marker for each person is stunning. There really are not words to describe it properly. All I can say is how grateful we are for each person who has served, is serving and will serve. We are also grateful for their families because we know it is not just the military member who serves, it is their family as well.

For some reason Katie kept asking me to take her picture next to the tombstones. It's very unusual for her to ask me to take her picture. I normally have to bribe her. The face below was because Ken was telling her   to stay off of the grave.

We were there about fifteen minutes when we heard Taps being played. Talk about a touching moment! We weren't sure if it was a recording playing or someone playing live. After moving to another area we found out that it was a Boy Scout playing it. He was going around to each section of the cemetery and playing. He is only 14 years old. He wanted to do that to honor all the fallen heroes. What an amazing young man!