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Memorial Day

Grumpa thanks for teaching me how to spit watermelon seeds. And for fighting in the Pacific in World War II. Thank you for your service. I hope someone kisses you today on that endearing bald spot on your forehead for me.

Grandpa, I'm sorry that your service was so hard for you. I wish we had known somehow about your bravery. We couldn't possibly have thought more highly of you, but somehow it seems more balanced to me. You should have been honored in your life for your Purple Heart. We miss you. Thank you for your service.



Hubbend and miss THANG: be careful driving back to us. We miss you! And NO TEXTING. If I text you, it's because you've led me to believe you've stopped. By texting me!



Be good. Be active. Choose Fruit.
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  1. MizMay 31, 2010 at 6:09 AM

    ahhh texting and driving.
    I just lock my phone in the trunk now :) sad I need to in order to avoid stop light temptation---but I do.

    have a great day!

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  2. TitanThirteenMay 31, 2010 at 6:45 AM

    Texting and driving is a terrible thing. It's illegal in Australia. Is it there too?

    I like the tribute :o)

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  3. Karen@WaistingTimeMay 31, 2010 at 7:35 AM

    Love the tribute:)

    Hate texting and driving. They just made it illegal here. (Kansas).

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  4. A SISTER IN CHRISTMay 31, 2010 at 8:55 AM

    Beautiful about your g'pa -- hope your family gets home safe and soon! We'll choose fruit - got some cherries & watermelon all ready to go! Have a wonderful day!

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  5. Flabby McGeeMay 31, 2010 at 12:15 PM

    Awesome Tribute. My grandpa was in WWII, the Army. My husband was in the Marines and was still in service at 9/11. My grandpa passed before i was born, but I always felt I knew him from my mother's stories.

    My sister texts and drives...she's 19. Needless to say - I don't often ride with her. :) HAve a great Memorial Day!

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  6. TrinaMay 31, 2010 at 12:36 PM

    Nice tribute...God Bless America!

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  7. RiverMay 31, 2010 at 4:45 PM

    Everyone is comenting on texting and driving so I gotta say when cell phones began doing all sorts of things other than letting you talk to someone I got scared! I'm getting more worried about this madness by the minute and I'm just 25. Imagine what we will be worrying about in 5 years. Total madness!

    Nice tribute. *hugs*

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  8. AnonymousMay 31, 2010 at 4:52 PM

    Such a sweet tribute....

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  9. TamiMay 31, 2010 at 7:29 PM

    That was a lovely tribute to your Grandpa.

    Hope everyone has safe travels getting home today!

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  10. NonaJune 2, 2010 at 3:28 PM

    Lovely tribute to your Grandpa. I so wish human beings would try to solve their problems other than with violence against each other. Sigh!!!

    I hope your family made it back to you safe and sound.

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