Good job on today’s Wordle!!
My late husband got barely a mention in the local paper, and I don’t think, according to the obit, that he got a military burial, even though he spent 18 years in the navy. He had remarried and I think his new family just saw him as the source from whom all money flowed. So it’s nice to know that someone who served was honored accordingly.
I wasn’t even notified, and if I hadn’t checked online I may never have known. As it was, three months had elapsed since his burial. God honors him, and that’s my consolation.
That sucks and yes, God honors him, which is what matters.
My dad had a lovely, solemn graveside ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery in March of 2015, complete with the 21-gun salute and the “missing man” formation flyover. I remained stoic for Dad except for when “Taps” was played.