posted on May, 18 2008 @ 03:01 PM
The grass was manicured. The headstone was glistening in the mid May rain.
"I miss you Dad."
Ever heard the term that silence can be deafening. It can be.
"Dad, your grandson got his purple belt in karate. You'd be so proud. I'm letting his hair grow. I know you'd kick my butt for that, but hey.....
Dad I really miss you."
You could hear the rain falling all around.
"This is the first Memorial Day without you. I'll carry on the tradition and this time I'll lead the singing of the STAR SPANGLED BANNER.
"God damn it Dad. How come only now can I say I love you? I never told you this, but you are a hero to me."
The sky is grey, bordering on black. The rain is falling harder.
"Why is it now after 45 years on this earth, that I realize that I am just like you. I'll never be the man that you were, but our thought process is
virtually the same. Dad..... I'm doing the best I can for your grandson. He's so cool. He's what is keeping my world together."
A thunder rumbles in the distance.
"Dad. I want to say thank you. You served your country proudly. You did without, so that I could live well. I know how proud you were of that picture
of you on duty shaking hands with JFK."
Yep. Dad, I'm going to speak for you.
I bow my head and pray to all of those who have fallen. I stand, back straight, chin held high and salute all who have served. Without all of you I
would not be able to sit here and complain that my biggest gripe is the cost of gasoline.
Memorial day is ALOT more than a 3 day weekend.
Thank you Dad. Thank you all.