Sorry for the lack of a post yesterday. It’s been a long week and I didn’t have time/inclination/energy to pre-post, and we were on the road much of the day, going to and from Quantico National Cemetery.
We were finally able to lay my uncle to rest yesterday. I had to choose my words carefully, because no one but the minister realized that we wouldn’t actually have a true graveside service. The logistics make it nearly impossible, despite the shots we’ve all seen in movies of the formal, military funerals. The service was held at one of the many little shelters – not unlike what you have in your local parks – and we were fortunate (in my opinion) that ours was one literally on the edge of the woods, and it had a very “in nature” feel that I’m sure my uncle, who worked outside just about all of his adult life, would have appreciated.
I apologize for the lack of photos, but it was a rather emotional time for me. While I find the practice of funeral crashing beyond despicable, I think everyone living in this country should experience a military funeral. I knew ahead of time this one would be harder than usual, because it was at Quantico, because my father was a Marine. I’ve never seen an unimpressive man in uniform, but there’s something about a Marine Corps Honor Guard that puts a lump in my throat.
The burial sections were especially moving, still decked out in their holiday finery. If you’re not familiar with Wreaths Across America, I’ve included a video, but it is long. If you click on this WAA link, and click on either of the news links, there are shorter versions. I’ll try to remind everyone about this project later in the year.
Sissy is doing fabulously, Gretchen is back to her sweet norm, and we’re having a very low-keyed weekend at home. There might be more posts; I’m way behind on things I’d like to share with you! What are your weekend plans?