My dad was in World War II, my brother in Viet Nam. Where I grew up in Vermont, there was a Memoiral Day parade ever year. I was either in the band or my Girl Scout troop. There was a service on the town common and I remember taps and Flanders Field where the poppies grow. I have always had a love for my country and the freedoms it provides me. I made this quilt with those values in mind and pray that we do not give them up to lesser values that slowly eat away at those freedoms.