What Is It To Honor Someone? This Story & Video Will Tell You.
‘Honor is a hard term to describe. It doesn’t have a color or weight or shape. If someone were to ask me what honor looked like, I’d probably struggle with what to say.
But something happened on May 23, 2012 at 9:31 a.m. at Gate 38 of Reagan National Airport that might change that. A flash mob of sorts broke out. But not like you’ve seen on YouTube with highly choreographed dance numbers or people singing a song in unison. In fact, virtually all of the participants of this “flash mob” didn’t know they would be participating until moments before it happened…’
The rest: Here. Read & Weep. We have no country anymore and allowed our grandparents to die in vain.
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I dedicate this to my Poppy & Nana. I hope they can hear me in Heaven: I am so sorry for what has happened to this once great nation. I am so sorry that an illegal is in the White House and people have no gutts as you did. I am sick and ashamed, everyday at what I see. I can only thank you, especially Nana, for raising me right. You took no crap, and I fight a good fight today, because of it. I love and miss you both:
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MJ, i just had time to view video. Beautiful, There are still good Americans.
We can restore what we once had. We can overcome Satan,
God Help us!
Great story
Pauli–I was in shock when I saw the photo of your mother. She could be an identical twin sister or clone of my Grandmother McCoy. Maybe my wife could post her photo here. It would send chills down your back to see it.
That is my Nana
And I am a spitting image of her 
She was a Portugee-Jew, TOUGH AS NAILS!
Sacrifice is meaningless without remembrance.
America’s collective consciousness demands that all citizens recall and be aware of the deaths of their fellow countrymen during wartime.
Far too often, the nation as a whole takes for granted the freedoms all Americans enjoy. Those freedoms were paid for with the lives and the Blood of others few of us actually knew.
That’s why they are all collectively remembered on one special day.
This should be regarded as a civic obligation.
For this is a national debt that can only be truly repaid by individual Americans.
By honoring the nation’s war dead,we preserve their memory and thus their service and sacrifice in the memories of future generations.
They came from all walks of life and regions of the country. But they all had one thing in common—love of and loyalty to country. This bond cemented ties between them in times of trials, allowing a diverse lot of Americans to achieve monumental ends.
We remember the loss of loved ones, a sense of loss that takes group form. In essence, America is commemorating those who made the greatest sacrifice possible— giving one’s own life on behalf of others.
Means of paying tribute vary.
Pausing for a few moments of personal silence is available to everyone.
Attending commemorative ceremonies is the most visible way of demonstrating remembrance: Placing flags at gravesites, marching in parades, sponsoring patriotic programs, dedicating memorials and wearing Buddy Poppies are examples.
Whether done individually or collectively, it is the thought that counts.
Personal as well as public acts of remembering are the ideal. Public displays of patriotism are essential if the notion of remembering war dead is to be instilled in youth.
As America’s older war veterans fast disappear from society’s landscape, there are fewer and fewer standardbearers left to carry the torch of remembrance.
Such traditions will live on only if there is a vibrant movement to which that torch can be passed.
Now,more than in past years, the enduring relevance of Memorial Day should be clearly evident.With two wars under way, the public has no excuse not to remember.
This much is owed to the more than 6,000 Americans who have died thus far in Afghanistan and Iraq.