I’m intrigued by the memorials springing up all around. I think that’s because of the way the calendar works. It’s five days to memorial day. 31 May. I’ll be contrary, I think, and reserve my thoughts on that, until that day. Realizing, as I do, that the rest of my social group makes the day a three day holiday.
Shame on me. Realize, however, the juxtaposition others impose on themselves – Summer, that glorious time of the year, is deemed to start on memorial day. It is a day of holiday, bright colors, music outdoors if possible, fun and frivolity. All to celebrate the deaths of persons defending the right of we to celebrate life.
‘Tis remarkable to be human.
It is also my birthday.
From the reaches,