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| A Cub Scout kneels reverently and in deep respect. |
A week ago today, early on a sunny, crisp Saturday morning, Pris and I found ourselves on the Washington D.C. metro with our hosts from Potomac, Maryland. We were bound for the nation’s capital to participate in Wreaths Across America, a ceremony that has become an annual event to honor America’s fallen stalwarts at Arlington National Cemetery.
Under seemingly endless acres of cemetery plots, men and women from past and current wartime conflicts and from all branches of the United States Armed Forces quietly lie, buried below endless rows of ivory-white tombstones – boots once standing on the ground but now resting beneath the earth after perishing in the service of their country.
