Arlington was a highlight of a DC bus tour I was on. The Changing of the Guard is almost a religious experience. But then, I get misty at the Star Spangled Banner and always want to say AMEN after the Pledge. I stand, remove my hat, and place my right hand over my heart when The Flag goes by in a parade. It irks me to see the people around me, especially the younger ones, who pay no attention. Many wear the "costume", but take no part.
I have a great-great uncle who is buried in the Shiloh/Corinth MS National Cemetery . He fought with Company G 27th IA Inf. I was privileged to visit his grave in 2005. Probably the only member of the family that has done so, given the distance. The men and women buried in these places are America. Not the movie and TV idols who are hollow and worthless. Not the billionaires who got their wealth from others sweat. Not the politicians who all wear the flag lapel pins and wrap themselves in Old Glory.
These citizens who saved our country time after time with their blood and their lives.
I do not watch the Oscars and the Emmys and the CMA and other made up back slapping sycophant garbage. Where are the award shows for the people who really keep the world going? Electricians, plumbers, cops, teachers, newspaper employees, garbage collectors. Remove them from society, and it will collapse in a week. Shut down government for a week and nobody notices.
OK. Stepping down from my soap box.
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