Day Five: Still wandering around the woods.
And we made a truly unexpected discovery. While out searching for elk and wildlife and tucked-away towns, we came upon a place called Zion. It was a memorial park for soldiers from the surrounding area. This park wasn’t on a main road … in fact it was very off-the-beaten path.
It was beautiful.
The entrance to the park was paved with bricks to commemorate those who fought in all of America’s battles. The walkway began with the War of 1812. As you can see, two men from the forests nearby fought for their country.
The path’s last stones were marked War on Terror.
There were many names.
As you vacation … drive to work … share a meal with loved ones … mow your lawn … mend a fence … shop for groceries … even explore the backwoods looking for unexpected sights
remember those whose lives are sacrificed so we can do as we wish.
It took a winding dirt road and an oasis in the midst of wilderness for me to remember. But I shouldn’t need a reminder.
I should be thankful and mindful of those folks … every day.
