Kara's Blog

I attended the Memorial Day Parade earlier this afternoon.  It was a very nice parade, a lot of different troups marching or on floats.  I have alot of respect for our servicemen.  So many lost their lives.  So many lost some physical and/or mental abilities.  So many were chastised for what they did ---when they were just doing what their government was asking them to do.  I say Thank You. To all servicemen.  Thank you from the bottom of my heart.  THere was a young father next to me with his little boy.  Like all little boys, this one was asking alot of questions.  The father was half-ass answering them.  Then the sheriffs dept bloodhounds came by. The child asked what the hounds did. The father said they found bad guys.  The child said 'oh'.  I spoke up - (sorry, I do that sometimes, can't help it!) - anyway, I mentioned that the hounds also helped to find lost/wounded soldiers in battle and they save lives by searching for land mines, etc.....  The fathers eyes got big because he had never thought of that. All he thought about was the negative. What a way to shape a childs thoughts, you moron.   Duh, we are at a Memorial Day parade.  It's  not a parade for bad guys, you ass.  It's a parade for our fallen servicemen.  hhhhhhhhhffffff.  Well, I felt better after I said that.  On the walk home, there was an older woman waiting to cross the street at the same time. Of course I started talking, lol.  I said how great the parade was, and she said she was just thinking the same thing.  We talked for a couple blocks while I walked home, and she walked to where her car was parked. Very nice woman.  She gets emotional on Memorial Day just like me.  And she said that when she was a little girl, during one of the World Wars (sorry, I forget things sometimes) anyway - her mother used to be one of the people that recorded the planes that flew over.  She had to climb up a tower, look through a scope of some sort, and write down the numbers of the plane. Imagine that.  I guess that's it.  I just wanted to vent about the father and the bloodhounds. It was a lovely parade.  So many people came out to show respect and to honor the memory of lost loved ones.  Even thought my dad didn't die during service, he was a serviceman, and I always miss him so much more on days like this. I wish everyone a safe and happy Memorial Day. Let's all say a little prayer tonight for World Peace.  There are too many guys and girls losing their lives.  These are moms, dads, brothers, sisters, teachers, neighbors, cousins, aunts & uncles, nieces & nephews....the list goes on.  Let them all come home safely and let us never have to worry about it happening again.
Thanks for listening.  Where are my tissues?????