Memorial Day

     Memorial Day was created by the US government in 1968, but did not become official until 1971. The holiday was created for the purpose of remembering the fallen troops in previous major American-involved wars. Federal employees receive a three day weekend to commemorate the valor of the men and women whom given have their lives for our country. The importance of this holiday does not only resonate through each heartbeat of a true blooded American, but sings of its presence with each passing.

     Personally, Memorial Day is a time of the year that I can take to remember my grandfather and what he’s done for our country. Jack Weinrich served in World War II as a US infantry soldier; he made it out alive and well. When I was in fourth grade I received news that my grandfather had cancer and would most likely not recover. At this very moment I wanted to spend every moment I could with him; I didn’t truly know what was going to happen to him, as a kid, I didn’t know any better. Unfortunately, not long after, my grandfather passed away while I was next to him saying my final good-byes.

     My cousin Johnothan Weinrich decided to join the Marine Corps in honor of my grandfather. My entire family was against his decision because at this time the war was at its most dangerous point, and no mercy. Thankfully, he did not get injured of any sorts, but he did come back with a serious case of PTSD (I’d rather not get into that). Overall, we are very thankful for the service that Johnny and my grandfather Jack have provided for this country and we are thankful that we are able to honor them as both citizens of the nation and soldiers that fought for its safety and their homes.