When I was a kid I went with Dad as he placed the small American flags on Veterans' graves. I knew every Veterans' grave site within a 10 mile radius. One year, Dad was either sick or couldn't get away from work so the area American Legion Commander and another local Veteran picked me up from school and I directed them to each and every site. It was a big deal for a 10 year old to be excused from class and sent on such an important task. I think the older men may have teared up a bit when I stepped back and presented a crisp salute after placing each flag.
I didn't understand why Dad seemed so upset while we were walking among those graves but it came to me later that he had known some/many of these men and had good reason to feel as he did. Later, I learned this first hand but too late to give Dad any support. At this time, I offer a salute (yes, it's been 51 years since I wore the uniform but I do remember how it's done) to each and every other person who has served.
I didn't understand why Dad seemed so upset while we were walking among those graves but it came to me later that he had known some/many of these men and had good reason to feel as he did. Later, I learned this first hand but too late to give Dad any support. At this time, I offer a salute (yes, it's been 51 years since I wore the uniform but I do remember how it's done) to each and every other person who has served.