Sorry for the late post. I got so involved in taking my granddaughter to the Memorial Day Parade and getting the air conditioning running that I almost forgot to post my blog entry for the day. Now that the AC is cranked, pasta salad is made and the parade is finished I can sit at my computer for a minute.

For me, Memorial Day has been more than just remembering our soldiers who died for our freedom, but also a time to remember our loved ones who are gone. After the parade and Memorial Ceremony, I took my granddaughter to the cemetery where my father, infant brother and grandparents are buried. She wanted to visit all the graves. We didn't have time to go through the whole cemetery, but I showed her where my great grandparents were buried. There is so much history in the cemeteries, and I wish I knew more about the people who now reside there.

In Spring Grove Cemetery, where my relatives are buried are the founders of the city, pioneers in photography, and the infamous Confederate spy, Belle Boyd. She died in the town where I grew up while touring there telling stories of her Civil War exploits., and was buried in Spring Grove. Her remains were long since moved south of the Mason Dixon line, but a Memorial still stands at the top of the hill. Someday I will have to show my granddaughter and tell her the story of Belle Boyd.

Finally, I would like to thank all the soldiers who have sacrificed for our freedom. I hope that on this Memorial Day we create some wonderful memories to leave with those we will someday leave behind. Happy Memorial Day!