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In Memory

30 May

Capt. Mike MacKinnon - Photo courtesy: USMA

I met him as we were checking out at the Target near our home in Savannah. He had his children with him and Andrew was really happy to see him. Andrew had served in Iraq with him in 2003 and they were members of The Long Gray Line (they both shared the experience of attending and graduating from West Point – he graduated in 1997, Andrew in 1998).

His name is Mike MacKinnon. Andrew told me how Mike would always watch “The Simpsons” with his children. That it was a special thing. Now, it’s hard for Andrew to watch the show and not think about Mike – and how he can no longer watch it with his kids.

Captain Mike MacKinnon was 30 years old when he was killed during his second tour of duty in Iraq. He died due to an IED. He died the year after I met him in that Target aisle. He left a legacy behind him with the people he met, led and served with – Andrew was just one of them. He took the picture below of Andrew. So very true to Andrew and I’m sure they all had a good laugh about it.

It is captioned: "Andy asleep"

Andrew doesn’t like to talk about Mike’s death – or the deaths of his other friends from the Army. But there are days – like Memorial Day – when he will share a memory with me or share that he’s thinking about them with others. I didn’t know them well at all – but I know that they – and those who miss them the most – will always be remembered.

They Died for Our Freedom

29 May

Right? And the freedom of others? Protection? Safety? Honor. Country. NOT store savings.


Makes me sad.

I have a huge amount of respect for stores that do not advertise Memorial Day sales. I’m interested to know when it all began. I’d like to think it started as a tribute to our troops. Good intentions, maybe? It still seems wrong to me though. I suppose we as a society fuel the discount days. We take advantage of it. I suppose some troops do too?

As long as we remember why we are getting those great deals.

Because so many died for our freedom.

I am forever grateful and broken-hearted for our military families and hope that Nia and Nate will always remember the true meaning of our “day off.”

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