Early last Saturday morning, Adam and I drove past the Waterville Cemetery and saw that the Memorial Day flags had already been set up. It made me think about all of the people who would be giving their time on Memorial Day weekend, instead of camping or otherwise recreating, making sure that not a single military grave was forgotten and helping visitors find their way to the friends and loved ones they were searching for.
Adam worked in the funeral business for approximately four years. I remember that, every Memorial Day weekend, we would have to wake up really early and head to the cemetery to place flags on the graves of those who had served in our nation's armed forces. It was a fairly large cemetery, so even with several people working it took quite a while. I'll admit, I grumbled and complained (just a little bit) about the fact that we didn't have the opportunity to get out of town and "vacation" like other people did on Memorial Day weekend. I understood, though, that it really was the least we could do and I knew that those who came to visit would be grateful for the time we had invested to honor their loved one(s).
I am thankful for that experience. Prior to our years in the funeral business I never really acknowledged Memorial Day as being anything more than just a fun-filled, three-day weekend. Now, every year, I do take time to remember those who paid the ultimate price to establish and preserve our liberty.