Saturday, May 26, 2012
Churchyard ... July 1930
Decoration Day, as Memorial Day was often referred to back then, was a name that always confused me when I was a kid. Because when people said decoration, I thought Christmas. Every small town had a parade or some sort of Memorial Service, ice cream socials, putting small US flags in the folders that were so thickly coated with paint that on a warm day the flags would stick fast, having to water flats of smelly petunias and marigold that would be for the graves of relatives, .
Going to the spooky old graveyards with my parents and my neighbors to put those flowers on the graves and sometime having to go back to cover and uncover those flowers, just in case there was a frost. There were the Buddy Poppies sold by the Veterans of Foreign Wars, my Dad had served in WWII, so always had to have one . But in my youthful mind there was still a bigger prize, in a few days, school would be out.
at May 26, 2012
If you know me at all you know you are unlikely to find me in a church on a Sunday morning. But Amazing Grace became a favorite probably t...