Memorial Day - May 25th

When I was little, we would gather grandparents, aunts & cousins and spend the day cemetery hopping. We would meet more aunts, uncles and cousins in the cemeteries and along the way have a picnic and if we were really lucky go to the Alpine cometary up in the hills. Along the way we would hear lots of stories and just have a good day. Here in Boise we are blessed to be able to visit Gil's father's grave and this year we had Thelma along for the visit. It didn't take long to pick some Iris and syringa and a couple of poppies to put by his grave with an American Flag - to honor his world war II service. Maybe next year we can do the Utah trek and record mom's stories for a memorial day from years past.