In our small town, there is a large cemetery that sits on a bit of a hill, and our local Veterans of Foreign Wars along with the American Legion, have hung the burial flags of veterans on Memorial Day. There are some 737 flags hanging there today and because they are on a hill, there is often a little wind blowing them about. It is one of the most beautiful sights I have ever seen and always brings me to tears. When I multiply our small town's 737 by countless thousands of other small towns, I can only begin to realize the number of people who have given their lives so that we can have freedom. Let us honor them in our hearts and our minds, not just today, but everyday. Let us do what we can to make life better for those returning wounded.
Jo, Stella's Mom