The flag at church this morning was also lowered to half-mast. As I did that, a huge eagle got my sight, a juvenile Bald Eagle. I immediately thought of the 16 year old KIA whose grave I had just then visited at the cemetery.
That picture doesn’t do the size of this juvenile Bald Eagle justice, as he’s waaaay up in the sky, far from the tree top you see in the corner. The juveniles are mottled as you can see this one is.
Most of the vets who are KIA in military cemeteries are juveniles who fought for our lives, our freedom. The Bald Eagle – as the whole world knows – is the symbol of our freedom to live.
Then I saw him over the rectory…