Memorial Day

So...when did Memorial Day become Veteran's Day? My family certainly remembers the veterans in our midst, but we also remember all who have gone before us, who have made us who we are. A few years ago, I stood at the ancient Pennsylvania grave of Joseph Armstrong (believing him to be a grandfather, when in fact, he was only an uncle) and told him that I thought he would be proud of his family. I think of my grandmother whose own humble beginnings made her the grand lady that I adored and influenced my life forever. Megan has started her own tradition of decorating the graves of her Indiana ancestors in nine cemeteries in Putnam County. (We are too far to do the same for the Illinois contingent.) May they all rest in peace.

I was interested to see if Meg's Russian friend enjoyed the 500. I figured he would either love it or hate it. Apparently, he loved it! It was a lovely day. No rain. No excessive heat. A good race with lots of excitement. I spent the day listening to it on the radio and emailing Meg's cell phone with little ditties. (It's blacked out on TV here until evening.) Oh...and did some laundry in between. Can't wait to hear her stories.

Today, it is raining which always saps my energy. I'm trying to think of a realistic daytime schedule for the children since they will be home with me that first week of "vacation". One more week of school. One more...