Laying of the Wreath

Each year at the DFW Veterans' Cemetary, there is a ceremony where wreaths are put on graves of the fallen.  We didn't attend last year but we went this year with some dear friends of my parents.  Mom and I did well - we didn't cry until we got home which is definitely an accomplishment!  Maybe it was because our friends were keeping us laughing!  Mr. Vessel's sense of humor is like my dad's.  He says some of the funniest things and even seemed to appreciate it when I told him his comment sounded like something Daddy would say!

The color guard played an active part of posting colors and saluting as each wreath for each service was brought forward and placed.

The bagpiper MUST have been colder than the rest of us!  But he did a great job and was a nice addition to the service.

This is the wreath for the Army - where Daddy served.

Volunteers put wreaths on many graves throughout the cemetary. 

I'm going to close out this blog at the end of the year - today - and publish it as a hardback book.  That way, we'll have a permanent document to read and remember and Eli can read it when he gets older and begins to ask questions about Grandad.  One more post will occur this afternoon before I send the blogs to BLURB.  Thanks for reading.