Remember

After college, my brother joined the Air Force during the era of the Vietnam War. He wanted to be a pilot, but was assigned as the navigator/bombardier in an F-111, a fighter being tested in the New Mexico desert. He and the pilot died in December of 1973 when the jet crashed.

There's a memorial in Clovis, New Mexico for all those who died in the F-111.

On Memorial Day, please remember those who have served our country. There are no greater heroes.

Memorial Day

Boots and Bugle
Painting by Irene S. Kierce

Both of my grandfathers served in World War I--one in Europe and the other on the Mexican border. They both came home. My mother and her five brothers served in World War II and the Korean War. They all came home. My father and his brother served in World War II. My father came home, but his brother did not. My brother served during the Vietnam era. He was a navigator/bombardier in an F-111 which was being tested in New Mexico. His plane crashed. He and the pilot died.

Memorial Day isn't about the beach or a great sale at the store. It's about the cost of our freedom. Please don't forget that.