"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manner of thy friend's or thine own were: any man's death diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind, and therefore, never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee"
-John Donne
On memorial day, we remember those we have lost. I remember a grandfather through my mother's hand-made tie, a letter sweater, a fisherman's reel, and emblems of voyages and violence and bravery.
And I remember those who left far too soon, gaining strength from the blood flow of family, gathering together to remember those who will always be ours.
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