Tag Archives: Memorial Day

Montage Memorial Day Monday 🇺🇸

26 May

“America without her soliders would be like God without His angels.”

– Claudia Pemberton


A gloomy rainy Memorial Day today. I think it has rained pretty much all day, alternating between a light drizzle and a heavy down pour, with no end in sight for several days.

My Facebook memories came up with a photo from 5 years ago, another rainy Memorial Day view of my flag outside in my front yard.

The solemnity of the day has been heightened by the pandemic, and that has reduced the parties, picnics and parades into more reflective times. Rightfully so. A good time to think about the real reason for the day.

On my walk yesterday, a beautiful sunset. Too much rain to walk today.

Here’s my Montage Monday… A Week in a Peek… Counting my blessings…

Monday:) Memorial Day Memories and More

27 May

“On this day, take time to remember those who have fallen. But on every day after, do more; put the freedoms they died for to greater and nobler uses.” – – Richelle E. Goodrich


Today, I sat and wondered, “How, when, and where do we learn about patriotism, service, and sacrifice?” Growing up in the 50’s, post WWII, we were the Baby Boomers. Our parents and relatives served in WWII and Korea. They were proud of their country and their service. We Boomers learned respect and gratitude from our parents.

When I was in high school and college, many friends and classmates were drafted and sent to Vietnam. All too many did not return. Those were dark and sad times.

My dad served in the Philippines in WWII! and proudly shared stories about his service. He had three daughters, so all the stories were pretty upbeat, tame or humorous. He never shared the ugly painful parts with us. I’m sure there were many from the young men plucked from their homes and transported to the thick steamy jungles. My dad was lucky enough to make it home after the war, but so many did not. He and my mother taught us to honor those who sacrificed for our country. Today, we honor those who made the ultimate sacrifice.

Thank you Dad for teaching us to respect our flag, our country, and the brave men and women who sacrificed much, or made the ultimate sacrifice.

My watercolor tribute to my favorite veteran, and prayers for his friends and comrades that didn’t make it home. (The Philippine Islands and jungles as a backdrop.)

This afternoon, I was delighted when I saw a photo of my granddaughter placing a small flag in their front yard. I’m sure she has no idea the significance right now, but she will. We learn from our parents. The tradition continues.

Montage Monday and Memorial Day Memories

29 May

A week in a peek… friends, flying flags, sunsets, remembering heroes, and savoring special moments and memories.

Thank you to all who have sacrificed so much. Fathers, sons, brothers, mothers, sisters, daughters, and friends.

Elijah Armenta

Memorial Day Memories

25 May

Who kept the faith and fought the fight; The glory theirs, the duty ours.  WALLACE BRUCE


The word MEMORIAL by Merriam-Webster definition is…

: created or done to honor a person who has died or to remind people of an event in which many people died

1 : serving to preserve remembrance : commemorative

2 : of or relating to memory


But, it is so much more than that, isn’t it? Memorial Day isn’t about a day off, picnics in the park, or huge sales at the mall. We honor the men and women who sacrificed their lives for our country. We honor the families who sacrificed so much when their loved ones did not return. That’s what the day is about.

With social media and modern technology, I was very impressed this weekend by the many pictures, posts, and comments from friends and families, paying tribute to our military. They shared old photos and fond memories. Many lost their lives, but many served, knowing that they too might be called to make the ultimate sacrifice. They are all heroes in my book and all should be honored.

This is a watercolor painting I did a few years ago to honor my father, Elijah Armenta who served in the Philipines during WWII. A collage of the Philipine Islands, jungles and palm trees, with a young soldier serving his country. 

(Thanks Poppi)

I wanted to share a beautiful tribute to our country and our military with The National Anthem sung by a young McKinney Boyd High School senior, Katie Grossman. She performed this acapella tribute at the Smiles Charity Concert last night. I still get misty EVERY TIME I hear the National Anthem, and this made me cry. Beautiful, Katie.

Please continue to share your memories and keep their sacrifices alive. “The glory theirs, the duty ours.”

A view from my window. 

Monday: Memorial Day and Memories

27 May

“America without her Soldiers would be like God without His angels.”
― Claudia Pemberton

My father is no longer with us, but his memory is not forgotten. He served his country during World War II and fondly spoke of his fellow servicemen. Elijah Armenta was active in his local VFW Post to the very end, and was honored with many serving and veteran military personnel at his funeral. He served in the army, but the army also served him by instilling personal pride and pride in his country.

Elijah Armenta

My watercolor rendering of Dad while serving in the Philippines.

I hope everyone had a wonderful Memorial Day Weekend and a special prayer goes out to our faithful military. (God’s Angels)

Friday: More Faces, More Firemen

25 May

I see faces everywhere, in my eggs in the frying pan, in my brownie batter, and today in my cheesecake mixture. Yes, faces everywhere! The fun part is, the funny faces in the batter always bring about smiling faces in the recipients of the finished product.

When the eggs are dropped in, the face just happens. This is never done on purpose. A gift or a curse?

The finished product…mini-cheesecakes.

With Memorial Day around the corner, I wanted to thank our local fire fighters with some homemade treats. They certainly go out of their way for us, don’t they!


But sound aloud the praises, and give the victor-crown
To our noble-hearted Firemen, who fear not danger’s frown.
~Frederic G.W. Fenn, “Ode to our Firemen,” 1878