Memorial Day is a day set aside to honor those who have given their lives for the price of freedom and to establish a firm foundation on which to build a nation. 

The first Memorial Day was celebrated in Waterloo, New York, during the presidency of Lyndon Johnson in 1966. Today, Memorial Day is celebrated on the last Monday of May. 

It is fitting to honor and remember those to whom we owe so much. The red poppy is a reminder of the blood that was shed by many so that we may live under the umbrella of freedom.

In Flanders Fields by John McCrae
    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.

This Memorial Day, we remember those who gave the ultimate sacrifice and express our gratitude to God for our fallen soldiers.  “Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord; and the people whom He hath chosen for His own inheritance.”  (Psalm 33:12)