Patriotic Performance

 Maybe our lives do revolve around our teenager and HIS schedule. But that's not always a bad thing.

This morning, as is Memorial Day weekend tradition, we trekked up to Rudolph for their Memorial Day Ceremony at the St. Philip's cemetery. It is an honor to attend and have our child participate.

Most of the program IS the Assumption Band performing patriotic songs. There were some special words from the St. Philip's parish priest about the importance of remembering those who sacrificed their lives -- and making sure "our young people" know this, too!

This year, Carter was hidden in the back row so I only have one picture that he accidentally got in. He's the short one, second from left. Ha. I didn't even know where he was standing. Now I realize I could have zoomed in better. Oh well, I will have another chance tomorrow at the ceremony in Rapids!

The weather was about 60 degrees so it was comfortable. Last year was more like 90 and kids were fainting! (Not Carter that time.) So that was one less worry today!

 The firing line gave a 3-round salute to their fallen comrades.

 Then Taps was played and that is always so moving.

Our band played the theme song for every branch of service and we had the lyrics to sing along. When their specific song was played, the veterans stood at attention...

And saluted. Very touching. You know they are thinking about the fallen warriors who did not come home with them. How can we ever thank them for their sacrifice?

I'm certainly glad our band director feels it's important to take part in these patriotic events. She wants the kids to realize how important IT is and how important THEY (the veterans) are. I think we all could do that a little better, don't you?

The rest of our day passed in a blur. Hubby did some yard work while Carter and I went flea marketing. Is that a word that way? We went down to Adams and checked it out. We both had our specific items in mind. And we both found them. As a bonus, I ran into an old friend that used to go to my church. And I got some Amish Cashew Crunch. Yum.

Did I mention I had ice cream today? Busted. I did. TWICE. I had a scoop of Mint Explosion at the Rudolph dairy after the ceremony. Then, on our way home from Adams, Carter and I just had to stop at the place that just happens to sell the same good ice cream they have at King Cone. So basically I had a scoop of ice cream for "lunch" and a scoop of Caramel Collision was my "supper."

I am so bad! Good thing I at least went for a two-mile walk tonight!

I had to burn a few calories and do some serious praying. My dad's condition is in a downward spiral so I do not know how much longer he'll be with us. The workers at the nursing home are just trying to keep him comfortable and free of pain. And I asked God to do the same.

God, bless my father, who sacrificed for us kids, and bless the fathers out there who sacrificed for our country.