The traditional siren for Memorial Day sounded at 8 p.m. and we had just turned off the t.v. after watching too many stories of soldiers who had died this year.  I’m sure we were not the only people who were convinced that the siren was for a rocket attack for the first 5 seconds.  Then the ceremony began and I began weeping – not for those who died but for those who may die if we are not wise and not vigilant.