Yahh, I'll be in the parade this year; out of kindness, we always let the Air Force go first. Don't know why they come up here when they have a perfectly fine base on the other side of the drawbridge, but maybe they like higher altitudes?

Anyway, this is always the season of sober thought, especially when I ponder those who we couldn't bring home again. And we compare ribbons with each other, and get quiet for a while.

When the piper plays Amazing Grace that always chokes me...

A.
who was there, too, and wishes history had taken different turnings.