My grandfather had a horrific experience while fighting in the South Pacific in WWII. We don’t know for certain what happened. All we know for sure is that he had nightmares the rest of his life. At the end, he still could not speak of the experience but did manage to apologize to his children for his behavior at various points of his life as he managed to heal the emotional wounds of war.
Even though my daughter had no relation with my grandfather, she is aware of his service and relationship. As I have researched family history and uncovered ancestors who fought in the revolution and civil war I’ve passed those stories on to the kids. I didn’t realize until this weekend that my daughter has been listening, and thinking.
This Memorial Day my hope is that the memories of all who came before us are not forgotten. As long as parents and children can share family stories and history, and can pass along our heritage from one generation to the next, the lives lost won’t be forgotten. So fire up the BBQ, just remember to remember those who paved the way for us all to enjoy more hot summer days!