[tsubaki]

Had the first time pleasure to witness an Honor Guard detail carrying out what an average person would consider “their job or duty” at my wife’s uncles burial today. He was 72 years old and retired from the 165th Air National Guard with various commendations as would be expected during 29 years of service.

I knew him for only the last 30 plus years, not really as my wife’s uncle but more as my father in law, strange as it sounds. He gave my wife to me just short of a week 29 years ago at our wedding. For most people, with the passing of a friend or relative there would be the normal feeling of sorrow, regret or emotional loss but I generally lack these attributes. As in this case my relationship was complete and fulfilled and the passing was considered just a part of life. The presence of The Honor Guard at his burial has completely redefined my entire perception of “death as being a part of life”.

Their meticulous precision removing the casket, carrying to the site, placement to the location, staying perfect in line during the whole service was only a precursor. After the service the bugler flawlessly performed Taps then followed by a 9 gun salute. The flag folding was performed with yet even more meticulous precision and presented to his 103 year old mother as was three rounds from the volley.

I still yet cannot get over the perfection this group of six performed with 95 degree heat in August to show tribute, reverence and appreciation to what was plainly one of their own. For me this was truly a moving and emotional experience I had not realized possible but I shouldn’t be surprised after wandering in Arlington for nearly 6 hours a couple of years ago with my wife.

It is very obvious our servicemen know and understand what they are doing for us. It’s simply our job to realize it.