
Saturday, I took three cadets (my two boys and a friend) to the annual Wreaths Across America at a cemetary an hour and a quarter away from us. We packed the car well, in case we ended up in a ditch. The roads were terrible by us, but better as we headed north.

After meeting our group, we caravaned north, and eventually made it to our destination - Camp Ripley - where we participated in a ceremony, and then all headed out to put the wreaths on the gravesites. It was cold, but enthusiasum was high.
It was very moving to present arms at two gravesites where the families placed wreaths on soldiers that had died within the past year. Sobering.

The cemetary looked beautiful after we were done. I was so glad we made the treck to participate, despite the storm.

On the way back, the roads were driveable until we hit the last three miles off the main road to our driveway. Driving those three miles was like taking our van in a ditch. We couldn't slow down, or we would have been stuck in the middle of the road. The drifts were unbelieveable! I was bouncing through them with snow flying by the windows, and the boys encouraging me to not stop or slow down. :) I just hung on, and kept going. What a relief to turn into the driveway!
I'm already looking forward to participating next year.