I was definitely in a Memorial Day mood, this year. Doing Civil War reenactment on this weekend reenforces it, but it was especially eerie this year because the service (which we did on Sunday, since the Monday for the event was cancelled) mentioned that one of the decendants of the owners of the site had been killed in Iraq. Really brought home that draped coffin on the caisson.
And I watched WWII retrospectives on TV yesterday, remembering how my mother's high school boyfriend had been killed at Pearl Harbor, and another boyfriend had died on Utah Beach.
I can only hope that Memorial Day doesn't completely devolve into just another long weekend, with a day suitable for barbequing.