Each Memorial Day as we honor our Veterans, I spend time with my AFSCME Brothers and Sisters at the Connecticut VA in Rocky Hill. My Union has been doing a Memorial Day Picnic for the Veterans for ten years now.
But before that, I think back to one of my best friends, Jimmy Flynn, we lived close enough to each other to walk to school each morning. With our last names both beginning with F, it meant we were in the same homeroom.
Beyond that we played football together as guard and center, he was class president and I was vice-president. We had an intramural basketball team, the Bubbly Five along with Carozza, Mcclellan, Hankal and Hillen. We did the things friends do, double dating and going to the Bristol McDonalds. In 8th grade our job was to raise the Flag each morning. Junior year he moved to Danbury. We kept in touch as best kids do. We even managed to have a dinner together as we moved into adulthood.
I remember much of this in detail as any new memories stopped 45 years ago this month when S/Sgt James Flynn was killed in Viet Nam. Missed and still remembered.
I am grateful for the family, classmates, and friends and all those who made it back. Peace.
I am going to post some pictures and let them do most of the talking.
Volunteers cook and serve the Veterans and family members who come by along with the VA staff.
Tables and tents are set up on the grounds for dining.
More food and entertainment.
The Department of Corrections presented the colors.
It has been a nice way to say Thank You.
It is a day that many enjoy. Young Veterans from the present conflicts/wars are at the VA as well. Those my age of course remember our parents their WW II service but it is many from our generation that are the Viet Nam era veterans.
Keeping the memories alive help honor those who served and keep those that did not return with us.