My father grew up in a country where people were afraid to speak their minds. They were even afraid of the neighbors. They never knew who might turn someone in for having an opinion against the government. Or just an unpopular opinion. He learned early on that he had to be careful what he said and to whom he spoke. Consequently, he was always amazed by the friendliness of Americans. He shushed me more than once for having the audacity to speak to a stranger, but I grew up in the United States, where I never felt the fear he knew too well.
When I see what's happening in the Middle East, I have to think of my dad and his caution. The horrid pictures of innocent people suffering unimaginable acts of cruelty remind me how much we have to be thankful for in the United States. The people who deserve our thanks for protecting our freedoms are the brave men and women of the armed forces and their families, who sacrifice so that we can live free.
We should say it every day, but especially on Memorial Day, we send our appreciation and thanks to you.
|Dump the ingredients in and pulse.|
|Trim into a pentagon and make a little slit in the long sides.|
|Pour the berries in the middle and spread.|
|Fold the points inward so that the berries are in the shape of a star.|
|Make Windmills with the scraps!|
|Stop here, or -|
|Add a lemon sugar drizzle!|