I drove Julie all the way to work in downtown DC today because she forgot her Metro card. Normally, this would have been a nightmare but it was actually very nice because the roads were clear of traffic. Apparently everyone had already left for the holiday weekend and what is normally an hour’s drive was really only 35 minutes.
Rolling Thunder is when motorcyclists from around the country drive to DC and visit Arlington cemetery before driving through the city, all in honor of those who have died for America. I first saw and learned about this in 2008 when Julie’s friend from Germany, Pam, was in town and we took her to see the city. It’s very loud and really neat to see all those motorcycles in one place. Most have some type of flag on them, and most drivers are wearing something that shows their military connection.
To my knowledge, the only person in my family to die in war was my great-uncle Karl who was an older teenager when he was killed in combat in World War I. I only know of him from what my Oma told us.
I really think it’s a good thing that Americans do this. War is never a good thing and it is the people who are far away from the decision-making, like the military people and their families, who really suffer the most for a long time. It is right to honor them.