Today is Memorial Day, and my parents and I (and the kids) were driving down to Silverton. On the last part of the drive, we took a short-cut, which took us past the cemetery that many loved ones (great-grandparents, great-aunts, great-uncles, etc...) were buried. As we slowly drove past it, we were overwhelmed with the fact that there were flowers on almost every single grave. It was very touching.
"Wow, Charlie... what do you think of THAT?" my dad asked.
Charlie looked at it, and his eyes got wide and his voice went high, "Ohhhhhh... wow! I think there's gonna be a party!"
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