Very early this morning, in return for a small donation, I was gifted with a "Buddy Poppy" by an old black gentleman with a grizzled face and impossibly gnarled hands manning a small station by the front door of the local Walmart.
This afternoon, with family members resting at Arlington, the story of a Mother offering her "26 cents" tugged at my heart. It is, in my opinion, one of the most serene places on this earth.
But Bubba sent me a link this evening that says it all.
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