Memorial Day… The Run To The Wall

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Every time I’m in the D.C. metro area, if I have time I pay my respects at the WW I, WW II, Korean War and Vietnam memorials. My father and his two brother were WW II vets. My Uncle Tarmo’s flag resides with honor in our living room. He rests in the National Cemetery in Los Angeles. My Dad and Uncle Pen are both in the Inglewood cemetery in LA next to Mom and Ida and Jaako Kaukonen.
For the first time I will be riding to DC with my buddy Jerry. We’re going to pick up my son Zach after school Friday and we’re going to spend the weekend seeing those sights I mentioned and on Sunday we’ll ride in Rolling Thunder. Whether one served or not, the Vietnam War most definitely defined my generation. Over a third of the vets are gone now and I honor them all.
I will be trying to keep my blog going while away but pictures will have to wait until I get home.
Memorial Day… thanks to all who have served, do serve and will serve!


























