Memorial Day 2005

I remember, I remember my Poppy- He fought in WW2, I remember him showing me the bullet wound in this left shoulder, I remember the pride in his eyes.
I remember, I remember grandpa Hartnett- I remember he was in the south pacific, I remember the horrors he told me, and the terror each tree held behind it. I remember his jumping every time he hears a loud bang or a gunshot.
I remember Grandma Vought- I remember how she moved up to buffalo from Pennsylvania to work in the Airplane plant there- the plant was in Williamsville- she was a Rosie the riveter.
I remember Seth, one of my best friends since childhood. I remember that he is in Japan; I remember that I miss him; I remember that I am so proud of him.
I remember- do you?