Yesterday, I found myself over at Point Loma in San Diego, a remarkable promontory out into the Pacific that looks out over San Diego Bay on one side, and the ocean on the other. It also has a beautifully sobering cemetery for our military dead.
It was the birthday of the Marine Corps, and the day of memorial services for the slain at Fort Hood (while today is Veterans Day). I thought about my son, now in Marine boot camp, and about the many who have sacrificed their lives (or invested large segments of their lives) to defend our freedom. It was a bit overwhelming, to be honest.
Words aren’t really adequate, but four pictures from that time will have to suffice as my tribute of remembrance:
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Both of my grandparents are buried there at Rosecrans and I ride there often. Any time I am there I stop to say hello to them and to respect the enormous weight of the sacrifice and service of the people who rest there now. It’s one of the most beautiful views of San Diego and is fitting that those who have served our country rest there.