No, freedom is not free

"Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am the morning hush.
I am the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die."


...Mary Frye, Baltimore MD, Circa 1933

Have a safe a fun Memorial Day weekend. Remember why we have it.

The eagle beow has a good weekend going. He was released on Thursday at the Anchorage Golf Course. He had been with us since last fall.