Humble Hearts

Last Saturday, we visited Jefferson Barracks Cemetery to go see Victor and Yvette's graves as well as Dan's fathers grave and his great grandfathers.

If you have never been to this amazing and mournful place - you must visit. We are blessed in St. Louis to have it so near. Even if you don't have friends or close relatives buried there- it is well worth the trip! It is a truly humbling experience, to be among all those who have served in some form of military for this country- all freedom fighters! We all owe an unimaginable debt to the servicemen, servicewomen and their families for serving our country in such a brave yet, thankless way.

It's such a peace filled place and such an honor to be buried there. Every time we go- we see deer happily grazing and a grumpy groundhog or two, or the occasional scampering skunk... The view over the Mississippi River where the older soldier graves are is completely breathtaking. So many stories have found their resting place there. As you look over the graves and the names, families started and ended with each one. You have to wonder, what's his story? What is her story? Some died so young - ages 15 or 19. Some, like Victor- saw 99 years here on this side of glory.
We all miss him and all his countless stories.