Motor Man and I are….exhausted. We had the busiest weekend we can recall in a long time.
Saturday morning, we were up before 5 to help a friend launch a hot air balloon. I love that time of day, although getting up that early was a little difficult.
It was a pretty morning for a balloon flight.
Then we went to the cemetery in my hometown to help with some clean-up prior to our annual Memoral Day Service, which was yesterday.
Saturday evening, we were at our local short track for some round-track racing, and got home a little after 11.
Sunday morning, we were up again at the crack-of-dawn for another friend’s balloon launch. (We now know about six friends who are hot air balloon owners/pilots.)
Yesterday afternoon, we were back at the cemetery for the Memorial Service, where I was honored to be the speaker. I shared a memory of my childhood school bus driver teaching us to be respectfully quiet as we passed the cemetery during funerals. I also spoke about the origins of the Memorial Day Holiday.
And, I shared the stories of two young “Greatest Generation” soldiers: my uncle Bennie, and Motor Man’s dad.
It was a busy, but rewarding weekend. And let’s just say that we slept WELL last night.
~These Days Of Mine~