Regrettably this weekend has lost MUCH of it's real meaning. When I grew up in Michigan (1946 to 1966) the little town I lived in always had a service at the cemetery for the veterans buried there. As a cub/boy scout I remember being there a listening to what the day ment. I do not see that going on today for the most part. For most down here in the Keys it's party time. I served from 1966 to 1970 and often think about those that also served but did not make it back. I'm lucky I did not know anyone personally that did not.
For all of us that do remember what its all about we need to keep that meaning alive.