By John Kanelis / email@example.com
Many millions of Americans are taking an extra day off from work while the nation honors the sacrifice that allows them to take day off.
I am retired, so I don’t get that extra day; indeed, every day is a “weekend” for my wife and me. But I digress.
Memorial Day came into being as Decoration Day. We honor the sacrifice given by those who fell in battle over the course of our great nation’s history.
I came of age during the Vietnam War. I graduated from high school in 1967. Many of us went to Vietnam not long after walking across the stage at our high school football stadium. To the very best of my knowledge, we lost no one in our high school class in that war. Thus, none of my classmates paid the ultimate price in defense of our country and for that I am grateful.
However, I do know about the significance of this holiday. It’s not a happy occasion. So, when a gentleman saw my “Vietnam War veteran” ballcap over the weekend, and extended his hand to thank me for the service I performed, I was a bit taken aback when he wished me a “happy Memorial Day .” He meant well and I hold no hard feelings toward him.
I just want to express my own sincere gratitude for the millions of Americans who gave their last full measure of devotion to the country we all love.
Yes, I am a happy fellow today because I can enjoy the gift that those men and women bequeathed to me when they fell in battle.