When my little sister graduated from high school, she came to visit us for several weeks. We tried to show her as much of Germany and the surrounding countries as we could.
On one of our day trips, we visited an American military cemetery in Luxembourg, a cemetery devoted to fallen soldiers from World War II, primarily from the Battle of the Bulge in 1944-45.
We had seen other parts of Luxembourg and ended up at the cemetery late in the afternoon. After taking a picture of General Patton's grave, we were ready to head home.
We noticed the caretaker start to lower the American flags. He then asked us if we knew how to fold an American flag. Rarely were there any visitors around at the end of the day. He told us that he usually had to spread the flags on a nearby stone wall so that they could be properly folded at the end of the day. On that day, we were able to help.
Folding American flags that afternoon is perhaps my most special memory from our three years in Europe.
V is for Veterans. I'm sharing a "years ago" story (or stories) corresponding to each letter of the alphabet for the Blogging through the Alphabet challenge hosted by Marcy at Ben and Me. I often tell my children stories of things that have happened in our past, and now I'm taking the time to write down those treasured stories.