Every Memorial Day I think of my father who died in his first battle in WWII, forfeiting the joy of raising his family and his entire future. What does it mean when we say we remember those who gave their lives? I ask myself, “Is it enough to say it, hang a flag, go to a parade, or put flowers on a grave?” Should meaningful remembering go beyond reflection and gratitude and include actions that deeply value what so many gave for the world, for America, and for each of us? Should it make us commit to our country being “one nation?” Should it make us stand against evils? Should it make us seek peace? Should it make us willing to sacrifice for each other? Maybe, Memorial Day can be a time to ask ourselves what remembering means to each of us.