I just wanted to take a minute out of the day to recognize and remember
all the veterans past and present who have fought and are fighting to
maintain our safety and freedom. It means more to us than anyone will
ever know, and means more than most people let-on on a daily basis.
talked on the phone for a while with Grandaddy, let him
know I was thinking about him and all. I figured he'd be out and about
town when I called...he's a former airborne infantryman and he's head
of the Veteran's Services in Greenwood. I visited Paw's grave on
Saturday and talked with him a while too.
When we sing the
patriotic music in choir today (in preparation for the band/choir duo
of the annual "patriotic marching show" that we'll put on next Saturday
when Arkansas Razorbacks come to town), I will probably cry. Especially
during "Anchor's Aweigh", since Paw was in the Navy and all.
I just wanted this post to be brief and sweet. I believe it fits both categories now. :)
So, I originally posted to say that everyone should visit this website and listen to the song "The Beast In Us All" by Inkubus Sukkubus. Other than that, I don't have much to say...still don't feel like posting pictures, because I am simply too lazy to put them on my jump drive to put them on this laptop and upload them here. I don't have to make excuses, because I'm a bitch like that. <3
Went to visit Maw and my great-aunt Lois in Greenville this weekend, on a complete whim. I felt the urge to leave at like, 12:15 on Saturday and was gone by 1:15, hahaha. I visited Paw's grave while I was there, it was nice. I googled my grandad's name and found this website with his name on it...it's bizarre, we're somehow connected to a "Robert Wylie" family history...I'm not sure how. It's kinda confusing...the site has Maw and Paw's marriage listed, and two children...that are not my mother or my uncle. I asked my mother about them, and it turns out that Georgia Kay and Tabatha Ann were two children that were conceived by my grandmother and grandfather that died at birth. I realized at this point that to the left of my grandfather's grave were the same names on a headstone. So far I've traced one set of branches all the way back to Ohio, and the other set of branches back to Illinois. I think I'm going to e-mail the fellow who compiled this family tree and give him the up-to-date, particularly with Paw's death date.