MEMORIAL DAY IN FARIBAULT, like in so many other American towns, honors veterans through patriotic tradition.
A parade follows Central Avenue through our historic downtown, ending in nearby Central Park.
Each year I expect the same—the police cars and fire trucks, the Color Guard and honored veterans,
the bands and Scouts,
the kids and candy and politicians,
the vintage cars and the horses.
Only the faces change, and sometimes not even those.
After the parade, folks gather at Central Park for the Memorial Day program, this year the 149th.
Afterwards, some—mostly vets and their families—go to the Legion for a luncheon and additional remembrances.
There’s a certain comfort in embracing this day with time-honored traditions. Traditions remind me year after year after year that we still live in a free nation. Each Memorial Day I can set my lawn chair curbside along Central Avenue. I can take photos without retribution. I can stand for my flag and applaud and smile. On this day, I am grateful.
© Copyright 2018 Audrey Kletscher Helbling