Once I got home I made a late lunch, then showered and took a nap. Now I'm achy, and have just a hint of a sunburn, so my skin is all tingly (forearms and face, anyway).
I've been lucky. I have no one specific to remember on Memorial Day. Nobody in my family, and none of my friends have ever died in a war. Even so, I make it a point to visit the Wall whenever I'm in DC, just to reflect on how lucky I was (a draft lottery number of 333). There are seven people with my last name memorialized there, which is an awfully sobering thought.