These Honored Dead

I have enjoyed exploring our great country from the saddle of my bicycle for many years.  I especially have enjoyed the small towns where there is a diner or local coffee shop where the "elders" of the community gather.

It doesn't matter what town or in what state, there is a gathering place where people with long histories of doing life together meet.  In Knightstown, Indiana, four men and a woman were seated at a table in the local donut shop.  Eighty-two year old Mervin Kilmer saw me admiring the nearby veterans memorial.  He came over to invite me to join them for their regular Monday morning breakfast.  This is where all the problems of the world are solved, he told me.  He's probably more right about that than most folks would consider.