Memorial Day will be here in a bit.

My guess is that most people don't even know what it's for.

Memorial Day is a federal holiday observed annually in the United States on the last Monday of May.^[1] Formerly known as Decoration Day, it originated after the American Civil War to commemorate the fallen Union soldiers of the Civil War. (Southern ladies organizations and southern schoolchildren had decorated Confederate graves in Richmond and other cities during the Civil War, but each region had its own date. Most dates were in May.) By the 20th century Memorial Day had been extended to honor all Americans who have died in all wars. Memorial Day is a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces.^[2] As a marker it typically marks the start of the summer vacation season, while Labor Day marks its end.

But here's the point.

How many Americans will stop... for even a moment... and remember?

This is one of the times I go to see my brother, resting in the Willamette National Cemetary.

He did not die in service... he is an Era Vet... and he died many, many years after he served.

But served he did.

And to all who've served and their families... to all who've sacrificed in causes noble and ignominious with brilliant leadership and the anything-but kind we're stuck with now...

God bless you.

And on Memorial Day... you will be remembered.

At least by some.