I come from a family with military on both sides. My grandfather on my dad's side was in the Navy. My grandfather on my mother's side was in the Army. I never got to know my paternal grandfather, but my maternal grandfather was one of my most beloved relatives.
He passed away two years ago on June fourth, and buried on the feast of the Sacred Heart of Jesus.
I could tell you that my grandfather went to fight the Japanese in World War II. That shrapnel from a grenade hit him, and that he carried shrapnel in his body probably until he died. The most notable being the large bump he had on his arm until the peice of metal was removed some 50 years later. He was awarded the Purple Heart and the Bronze Star.
He would wake up every morning, and cross himself several times as soon as he got up. He was proud of me, and I of course am still proud of him. I didn't cry at his funeral, but I did ask Mary to take care of him.
Please, on this memorial day, remember all those who make a sacrifice of their lives through military service. And be sure to thank a soldier or a seaman today for his service.
