Memorial Day in our town is always a special occasion. When I was young, we called it Decoration Day, but be that as it was, we still decorate…and remember.


Standing beside the highway

we always wait patiently for the moment when the parade comes into view.


 It’s an exciting time for folks, young and old,

to celebrate the lives and service which many have given

for our country.


We can’t see them yet, but our ears tell us the high school band is playing

several blocks away

as they announce their arrival.


Today the foot tapping music of the parade is

“God Bless America” (thanks to Kate Smith)

and “I’m Proud To Be An American”  (thanks to Lee Greenwood).

 The county fire trucks are blowing their sirens

as they slowly drive along the parade route.

The driver in each truck waves happily to the crowds

as he passes by.


  Here come the clowns.


People dressed in clown suits walk on either side of the highway,

giving candy to the children

who are enjoying the fun.


Each and every road leading to the main highway

is blocked off by law enforcement

until the parade has passed.

This year, the highway near the library

is our place to watch the parade.


Next to us, is a young Mother and her two little girls

who are waiting excitedly for the American flag and the high school band 

to pass directly in front of them.

little girls watching clydes coming

I could hear the young woman softly advising her daughters

to stand on the curb until the parade was in view.

She told them…

“When the American flag passes by,

stand quietly with your right hand over your heart,

face the flag until it has passed.”

(And she showed them, which hand was the right hand,

and where one’s heart is located.)


She didn’t know I was listening through the open window in my car. 


I’m pleased that I was.


Through the years,

and especially the last few years,

 certain moments can bring me to tears.

This was one of those moments.


I’m sad that many have forgotten 

to teach our young children

respect for other people,

our country’s flag, traditions and beliefs.


We’ve somehow overlooked the responsibility of passing these legacies

to the children of future generations.


The quiet young Mother and her little girls left a lasting impression.

I hope you’ll take a moment to share it with me.


God Bless The USA


Photography By Mary Anne Tuck



Loved to write since high the years pass memories and relationships are primary. (There is also room for an opinion or two.) Feeling good at the age of eighty-five, I'm enjoying life and a hobby of photography. We've lived on this small farm for sixty-one years. In the course of time we welcomed three sons, two grandkids, and 3 greats. We owned and operated an Ace Hardware and a Hallmark Shop and managed to raise sheep for ten years. My husband and I shared sixty-two years of marriage before his passing in 2017. A son has also passed on to the next life, Memories really are "Made From This". Welcome to my world!

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