Grandpa Paul was a WWII vet. I wasn't going to take any pictures, but they did such a beautiful job of honoring him, that I decided to take a few pictures at the cemetery.
Right as we walked out of the church, they had several men lined up holding flags. They were our motorcycle escort to the cemetery.
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When we arrived at the cemetery, they lined up again. It was so beautiful.
I know grandpa lived a long life, but he will be greatly missed.
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