Memorial Day Morning

It was a beautiful day to attend a stirring and probably once-in-a-lifetime Memorial Day Ceremony at the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific, which is commonly called Punchbowl.

We arrived early and walked through the cemetery among the thousands of graves, each decorated with a lei and an American flag. I felt a reverence difficult to describe while standing on this sacred crater high above the city.  Photos can’t do justice to what we saw and heard.

The band and musical performances were patriotic; the remarks made were insightful and inspiring, and the posting of all the flags by the JROTC was moving. The event began and ended with prayers, and there was a fly by as well.

Afterward we walked up the stairs, read names of the fallen, and enjoyed the cut-glass murals that describe the historical wars of the Pacific.

I am so grateful for all those who serve our country, and I was particularly pleased to attend yesterday’s service to honor those who died while serving in the armed forces of the United States of America.