Des getting ready to walk/stroll down to Memorial Park, though he was too busy plucking blades of grass to notice the paratroopers gliding over our house

Today I reflected on those lost and my son. I thought about how I’d explain to Des as he grows what this country means, sacrifice through service, and how that extends to duty as an engaged citizenship.

On the walk back through our Dundee neighborhood, we made our requisite visit to eCreamery. Des tried sorbet (non-dairy) for the first time, results below:

Then some of us took naps at various times. At first glance it may appear as though Des is disappointed his father is sleeping rather than playing with him. I assure you, this is merely a brief intermission to lengthy play and banging.