It’s not about the sales, the swimming pool or the hangover on Tuesday morning.
I wish I could be at Arlington today to decorate my grandparents’ and great-grandparents’ graves, but I can’t. Shamefully I can’t even be postive as to which of my great great-grandfathers was the last member of the Plumcake clan to spend significant time in Mexico, although I know it was in 1898 during the Spanish-American War.
But for all the barbecues and mattress sales and bad cartoon Uncle Sams trying to sell you something that’s almost certainly made in China, I hope my American brothers and sisters will all pause and bow our heads in thanks to the men and women who gave their lives in service of our country.
On behalf of Twistie, Manolo, and the whole Manolosphere, I wish you a peaceful and meaningful Memorial Day.