The Meaning of Memorial Day . . .

 I imagine that the first thing that will clue you into tomorrow being a holiday from work and school will be the smell of barbecues firing up. You have to wonder how many people will take time to attend a special service, go to Mass, or observe a moment of silence for our military working for us today, our retired soldiers, and the ones who have died in the service of our country.

My grandfather died as a result of a wound while fighting in World War I. My father was overseas when peace was announced in World War II. My great-uncle retired after many years of service and many months away from home on military duty. My own father died from a service related ailment. How many other families have stories to tell, parents to mourn, and fathers currently overseas helping to protect our freedoms.

That first bite of a delightful barbecue picnic meal comes to us all compliments of men and women who offered so much that we could have a day to celebrate their accomplishments. Let's not forget this in the joy of the day.