Each year Memorial Day – like the 4th of July – seems to drift further and further away from its true meaning.
We manage our cookouts down to the spud and bun – who is grilling the dogs and burgers, who has the veggies, who has dessert, who has drinks.
We manage our parties with games for the kids and the adults. We manage our guest lists to include our friends, neighbors and family.
But it seems as though we never manage to stop and remember the reason we are not at work or school on the last Monday of May.