Showing posts with label my Grandpa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my Grandpa. Show all posts

Monday, May 26, 2008

About Memorial Day

Today is an important day to remember those who died in the service of their country. Memorial Day originated in 1868, when May 30th was designated as a day on which the graves of Civil War soldiers would be decorated. This day was originally called "Decoration Day" but was changed to Memorial Day and became a holiday dedicated to the memory of all war dead.

I would like to take a moment and salute all of the brave service men and women.
My Grandpa did not die in a war, but I am very proud of the service he provided to our country and I would like to remember him on Memorial Day. My Grampa was a Master Paratrooper. Then he went to Officer Candidate School, and then to flight school. After he got his wings, he went to Vietnam and flew Caribou transport planes. He was very brave and got many medals. My Grampa served almost 15 years in the Army, and after he resigned his commission, he became a commercial airline pilot for Western Airlines, and then for Delta Airlines until he retired. This is the flag from his military funeral.
My Grandpa died before I was borned. I wish I could have met him.

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