Monday, May 28, 2012

With gratitude




My brother-in-law, Tom, a veteran.  One Memorial Day, 1948, we helped Dad pick the iris along the fence in the back yard and took them to the cemetery.  He called them flags and said they bloomed by Memorial Day to honor all the soldiers.  Remember our soldiers.
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  1. Jane and ChrisMay 28, 2012 at 10:54 AM

    Every day, Joanne, every day.
    Jane x

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  2. Handy AndyMay 28, 2012 at 11:37 AM

    Flags, huh? My dad always called them that and I never knew why. Your explanation suits me fine.

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  3. GailMay 28, 2012 at 1:23 PM

    What a wonderful dedication to those who have served and are serving.

    I've always called them flags but never knew why, thank you.

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  4. OliveMay 28, 2012 at 2:40 PM

    Iris have somehow always been associated with Memorial Day for me.

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  5. Kathy's KlotheslineMay 28, 2012 at 4:48 PM

    Amen!

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  6. Kathy GMay 28, 2012 at 5:22 PM

    I've never heard that explanation for iris, but it's a good one!

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  7. Diane Stringam TolleyMay 31, 2012 at 1:49 AM

    My soldier son thanks you. And I thank him!

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