Celebrations - The Future and The Past

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         Celebrating with Ruth Ayres and others at Discover Play Build.  





         I just spent most of Friday with the grand-girls. We went to the Denver Museum of Nature and Science for lunch then an Imax movie. It was a new experience for the girls and they loved it. This time, the movie seemed to make a good end to the week for Imogene because on Tuesday she and I went to the zoo for a couple of hours and saw some of the same animals in this movie, Wild Africa! I always have fun with both girls, but this week I celebrate Imogene, who "graduated" from kindergarten at her Montessori School Thursday morning. It was a sweet and short ceremony. The kids sang, recited a poem, and received their certificates after they "crossed over" a little bridge. Sarah, Imi's mother, told me that Imi said it was the best day of her life. I wish her to have lots of best days ahead.
I celebrate the future. . .

Imi's under the atrium, crossing the bridge.

     And the past. . . I am grateful for those who've given so much to keep us free. My father died in World War II, but others in my family served and survived in past wars. Their sacrifice, too, is not forgotten.

In Flanders Fields, by John McRae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields. (1872-1918)