[Eala]

Call me old-fashioned, but every Memorial Day requires a reading of poetry.

One of the wife's favorites. I recently brought back photos from Arlington National Cemetery, where an old friend of mine, and his wife, are interred. She cried, said it looked so much like Flanders Fields.

Another FReeper has posted a poem here.

[secret garden]

You can almost hear the murmurings of the old soldier graveyards, can't you?