tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946203290826130992.post4146443268572594093..comments2024-03-22T03:08:36.361-07:00Comments on The View from My Broom: Stephanie Friezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04317117338063884811noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946203290826130992.post-61044514474481119872013-05-30T15:59:09.912-07:002013-05-30T15:59:09.912-07:00Jo, I think you expressed yourself perfectly!Jo, I think you expressed yourself perfectly!Stephanie Friezehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04317117338063884811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946203290826130992.post-59788995336881127882013-05-30T10:28:33.280-07:002013-05-30T10:28:33.280-07:00I totally agree with you. Memorial Day, or, Decor...I totally agree with you. Memorial Day, or, Decoration Day as it was called in 1950's/1960's New England, was a day to honor our fallen soldiers and family no long with us. There was a parade through town to the cemetery. Once there, Taps was played, a prayer was prayed, and the National Anthem sung. It was a solemn day, but also a happy one, as all took the time to remember stories and good times with those gone. I miss the heartfelt celebration of those lives. Thank you for saying what I had no words to express.Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16104209407172978249noreply@blogger.com