Ask anyone in Buffalo Bill’s Yellowstone Country who watches the sun, moon and stars when summer starts and they will tell you June 21.
The rest of us know better. Summer starts Memorial Day Weekend.
For me that means an extra morning to sleep in, at least two barbecues and some long walks that start out short but expand because I keep running into friends who are eager to catch up.
There is one thing, however, that I always make sure I do and one that serves to remind me to never take for granted the beauty that surrounds me and the freedom I enjoy in my little corner of paradise.
About halfway between town and the airport – 2519 26th Street to be exact – is the Wyoming Veterans Memorial Park
Currently this park features monuments and memorials to our state’s military people killed during World War II, the Korean War and Vietnam War. The process is also under way to dedicate the Freedom Memorial to honor those killed during Operation Enduring Freedom in Afghanistan, the Iraq Wars, the Cold War, other engagements and in peace time.
This Memorial Day I spent an hour on the walking path and on a bench remembering some of the people I knew personally and whose names are posted. I also thought of those I did not know but who are still appreciated and deserving of our complete support, love and honor.
Like many people, I had – and still have – relatives who served in the military and were fortunate enough to return home unscathed. To you, I thank you for your service to my country. For those who did not return and are on the memorial, I will never forget you.
Until next week, I am loving life in Cody, Wyoming.