Seeing all the memorial markers in the cemetery was very touching. To think of all the men and women who gave their lives for people they have never even met, and all the family members that those brave souls left behind. Please don’t forget the ones that gave so much for us.
On the way home I prayed and asked God to relay this message to all those who have fallen and are being remembered today: “Thank you for all that you gave so that we could be free.”
1. The people that work there are all running around like Chicken Little, crashing into each other looking for the right button to push to get some music playing.
2. The is a manager yelling over the company intercom that “If there is not something playing on the air in two seconds somebody is losing their job.
3. The DJ from a rival station has snuck in and unplugged the MP3 player.
4. An intern on their break drinking a three dollar coffee is acting like a highly paid DJ and just kickin’ back in a chair to prop up his or her feet and kicked the pause button by accident.
Ok, now you know some of the thoughts that are in my head.