From the time I was born, until 1971, when it was celebrated on the last Monday of May, Memorial Day was always celebrated on May 30. I remember that day vividly, as I had had in mind a different picture than the one seen, dolls! On May 30, there was always a parade, in the morning, down Raritan Avenue, which was that town's biggest event.
Then, in the afternoon, we would drive over to my paternal grandparents house, at 702 Nassau Street, in North Brunswick, and sit on the front porch, and watch, as the parade marched right in front of us.
This is still how I always remember this day, and what I had planned to show, pictured was that house, circa the 1960's. Alas, I could find none, and what stands on that land known is so ponderous and pretentious, my grandparents, not to mention my maiden aunt and godmother, Katty, would turn in their graves. As they are probably doing, right now.
So, for me, Memorial Day is for remembering those times, locales, and people that made my childhood special. It is a day of honor and remembrance, after all, and this is how I choose to remember. And I wish it WOULD go back to May 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What I did not realize, or forgot, was that it started after the Civil War. Was that when families started having cemetery picnics, at the graves of their dead beloveds?????????????
I always thought that would be kind of fun. Provided I do not go, alone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
2 comments:
I’m with you!!!
Victoria,
Yes, Memorial Day is for special
memories! Maybe those CW picnickers knew
what they were doing!
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