Dear Fellow Rotarians & friends,
There is something special about this time of year. The sounds of the new summer season are all around. On Friday and Saturday of last week there were the sounds of distant lawnmowers and trimmers. Our neighborhood was serenaded with the musical sounds of an ice cream truck making its way through the neighborhood. Children were playing. There were people who were out for walks. Convertibles and motorcycles were out in celebration of the great weather. It’s a new season and it just seemed to be kicked off in the best possible way.
Sunday and Monday brought with it all of the more traditional Memorial Day celebrations. There were parades and picnics. Military Honor Guards were paying tribute to all of our fallen heroes in the armed services. Through all of this, I couldn’t help but to think back over the years about all the Memorial Days that I’ve experienced. I remember marching in the parades as a boy scout. There were picnics at my Grandparent’s house. I can still close my eyes and see all of my aunts, uncles and family friends who are long gone and who will always be remembered.
As a teenager, Donna and I would drive down the shore with our friends. The windows would be down and the strong breeze would be coming in sideways through the car. Our eight track stereo would be playing the Beach Boys greatest hits at what could only be described as the perfect volume. Could life possibly be better!!
As I’m writing this weekly message, I can hear the sounds on the boardwalk. It was alive! The air was filled with all of those great songs of the sixties and seventies. There were the sounds of the roller coaster and the game wheels spinning and clicking to a stop. There was the ocean breeze and the boardwalk always had a euphoric scent that was a combination of sausage, peppers, onions, French fries and hot waffles with ice cream.
On this Memorial Day season, I want to remember everything. I want to keep remembering those great people in our lives who have meant so much to us. I believe that it’s all about remembering fondly, in memoriam, all of those wonderful people who were at the center of our lives and meant so much to us.
As I live in this present Memorial Day season, I’m trying to see the future memories in the eyes of my children and grandchildren. There are things that I want them to remember and to never forget. I want them to look back in forty or fifty years and to remember those who were not only in the service of our country, but those people who loved them and were in the service of their lives.
“On Memorial Day, I don't want to only remember the combatants. There were also those who came out of the trenches as writers and poets, who started preaching peace, men and women who have made this world a kinder place to live.” - Eric Burdon
Yours in Rotary,