The little kindnesses shown to our military men and women make me smile. This past Saturday night at Boston’s Fenway Park, while we were watching the Red Sox play, a 22-year-old civilian standing in SRO with us bought my husband, who is almost 20 years his senior, a beer to say Thank you for your service.
What a sweet — and unexpected — gesture.
A few weeks ago, Kyle and I decided to be hometown tourists and walk Boston’s Freedom Trail, which is a marked path that leads visitors past historic sites like the Old South Meeting House and the USS Constitution. And unexpectedly — because it’s not listed on the official Freedom Trail map — we found this memorial to American servicemen and women who have died in Iraq and Afghanistan. It’s tucked in a beautiful tree-shaded garden behind Old North Church, where Paul Revere’s lanterns hung to warn of the impending arrival of the British. The garden memorial is made of dog tags strung between wood poles; from a distance it looks like a beautiful, woven tapestry. It’s simple and solemn and a lovely thank you to those who made the ultimate sacrifice.