Today, April 11, 2011, my father was buried with full military honors at the Crownsville Maryland Veterans' Cemetary. When the soldiers in full Army dress uniforms shot the rifles and when 'Taps' was played...I cried.
To watch the soldiers in dress uniform meticulously fold the casket-covering American flag, and to see it given to my oldest brother (who also served twice in Vietnam) filled my heart with bittersweet memories. It was a sunny day, but even the delightful, cool breeze and the smell of spring in the air did not fill the void opening me up raw while watching them lower my Dad into the ground atop my Mom.
To watch the soldiers in dress uniform meticulously fold the casket-covering American flag, and to see it given to my oldest brother (who also served twice in Vietnam) filled my heart with bittersweet memories. It was a sunny day, but even the delightful, cool breeze and the smell of spring in the air did not fill the void opening me up raw while watching them lower my Dad into the ground atop my Mom.
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