Memorial Day

My father served in World War II, he was with the Army 83rd Infantry…the Thunderbolts or “Ohio”. He luckily survived with a few wounds and came home. Like many Veterans he never spoke much about what he saw over there in Europe. Just a few things.  He saw the Holocaust survivors and maybe the victims, he saw bloodshed, and I don’t know what else and if I do I won’t say.  I’m just glad he came home to become my father, I loved him dearly.  This day is for those who didn’t return, that’s who Memorial Day is about.

Here’s a photo I took a few years back at the Washington State Veterans Cemetery in Medical Lake. I cried like a baby while photographing there. The whole place was very lonely and full of emotion.

Washington Veterans Cemetery, Medical Lake

Washington State Veterans Cemetery, Medical Lake Washington – Canon t2i and Wide Angle Zoom lens