Sunday before we left Edmond, Oklahoma for rural Missouri, my Auntie C told the family that the Patriot Guard had asked her to meet her in the Walmart parking lot.
this is why I like to carry a camera every where I go.
You never know what you will see or capture.
The group of men and women gathered to remind my Aunt that she and her son, Rex, have not been forgotten. They promise to always remember and that is what the Patriot Guard does, remember.
First, a gold star flag for hanging in the window.
then, a crocheted quilt that was made by many women across the United States (thanks for the heads up Randy), each square crocheted by a different woman and then crocheted together to make a quilt.
These were all gifts put together by individuals who spend their free time in remembering the fallen heroes of American service, foreign and domestic.
They came up to me and asked how I knew the young man, “he’s my cousin.”
I admire folks who take the time away from doing things for self to reach out to families who are hurting.
The sum of our life is the people we’ve served, the hearts touched and the things we chose to do with our time.
Maybe a Patriot Guard will be standing sentinel on the “other side” welcoming the fallen soldiers home.
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