I was kind of excited when my kids asked if we were going to a cemetery today to decorate graves. We haven't really done that much, but it is one of my memories growing up. Seeing the cemetery covered in flowers. Hearing the stories about the folks we were visiting. So it was kind of fun to continue it with my kids. These are my grandparents. Gram has only been gone a year but my grandpa died when I was 14. Matthew wanted to know if we had any soldiers to visit so I told him how my grandpa flew airplanes in World War II. I told him the story about how my grandpa, his father and brother shot a bear one time when they were out deer hunting. It felt good to remember those who served and those who helped make me who I am.