Memorial Day

Memorial Day

" Kyle, we'll stop at the post office on our way into town. Did you put on sunblock?" Grandma asked. " Yes, Grandma, I did" he answered. It was only ten o'clock, but the sun felt hot on his back. It was the last Saturday in May, and Kyle was ready for summer.

His grandparents'small town was so different from the city. Kyle loved the old buildings here. He was glad when his parents told him he would be spending the long Memorial Day holiday weekend here with his grandmother.

The short walk to the post office took longer than Kyle had expected. It seemed like everyone in this town knew each other. You couldn't walk past someone without saying hello or swapping news.

" See you at the parade, " people said with a friendly wave. This was the first Kyle had heard about a parade. " What parade?" he asked Grandma. " The Memorial Day parade, of course. This is Memorial Day weekend, you know, " she said.

Kyle knew this three-day weekend was special. The town pool opened this weekend. But he didn't knowt here would be a parade! " You have a parade for the beginning of summer?" " Not exactly, " said Grandma as she dropped a few letters in the mailbox. " Haven't you ever been to a Memorial Day parade?" she asked. Kyle shook his head. There were many parades in the big city where he lived with his parents. But they never went to them. His parents usually worked on holidays. He saw a Thanksgiving Day parade on television once. He hoped there would be big balloons at this parade, too. Maybe he would meet other kids there.