What does Memorial Day mean to you?

Those who paid the ultimate price, those that got to come home but didnt get to turn off the noise and those who fight up until they cant. Miss the guys who made the world better by being in it.

Troops in an unsavory situation of kill or be killed. Someone will die that day.

I've been around since the Vietnam era I've seen a lot of Memorial days have known number of soldiers that has been killed I respect you for what it is to honor veteran's who have died I drink and BBQ out of respect for them holding onto good memories

Memorial Day can be explained for me by this

The Cost

A man and his son were walking down the street. They stopped in a little store to buy a treat. The son picked out some candy and asked how much it cost.
"One dollar" the cashier said as the child handed him the bill.
A little further down the road they came to a park. There were barbecues going on with families hanging out and having fun.
The son looked at all of it and asked his father, " dad how much does this cost?" The father looked at his son a little puzzled by the question.
"How much does what cost son?"
The son replied "These picnics and the family time". The father looked at his son and said, " those things cost time and love and for these both are well spent". As they passed through the park they came to a monument. This one honored the soldiers who had gone to war but never came back home. The son looked at it solemnly for a few moments and once again asked his dad "what did this cost?" The father replied with a tear in his eye. " The price paid by those represented here, was all that they could give. They gave up their youth, their dreams, and careers. They fought on distant shores, in the air and on the seas. They laid their lives down so we could be free."


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To me it means remembering my brothers and sisters who died in the defense of our freedoms and thanking God that I am here today because of them. Taking my scout troop to a "Flags In" ceremony in a city park. Going to the parade and standing and saluting every American Flag that passes by. I will also spend some quality time with my family - because I know many families who can't do that this weekend. May God Bless all those who have served our nation.

When I was a kid, Memorial Day was a day from school. When I joined the military, it was a day to remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice. When I was stationed at Dover AFB and conducted escort duty for the return of fallen heroes, the day made me appreciate that sacrifice and remember why we live in a country that is great as this one.

Memorial Day is the day to remember the millions of Americans who have given their lives to gain and protect the freedoms we enjoy today. It's why I can write this without fearing my door will crash in and I will never be seen, heard from or perhaps even killed for speaking as I believe.

It is the time to honor those who gave all. Remembering the times we shared together.

I find myself as I grow older seeing Memorial Day a bit diffrent. Yes I know its a day for all Americans to take time to honor those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for my freedom. But more and more these days I find myself thinking of those I served with who are no longer with us. These friends, camrades in a world in which we were just kids learning about everything and responsible for knowing at a very young age exactly the right thing to do.

The military forges bounds stronger than any other time in your life except for family. I miss my friends, I pull out the scrap book with pictures and remember the names, the stories, and the smiles. Those still here and those who are not.

I realize the proper meaning of the day and do still hold those lost in reverence. But it only makes me miss those I knew even more.

Thats what Memorial Day is for me. I will always raise a few to those who no longer can as I would hope they would have done for me had it been different.

Memorial day means that I remember those who paid the ultimate sacrifice, I remember them with prayer and thoughts of their families, as I reflect on my life.