Memorial Day is about remembering those who served and are no longer with us.

I'd like to share a couple of men whom I will especially be thinking of this weekend.  In fact, they are the men that put the "E" in Todd E. Lyons. The first is my paternal grandfather Edward Wallace Lyons.  His middle name is an homage to the iconic Scottish hero William Wallace whom the movie "Braveheart" focused on.

He served in the U.S. Navy.  My dad (seen in the black and white picture I'm holding) still has the certificate framed and hanging in his house that commemorated my grandad's crossing of the Equator while at sea.

He passed away from cancer when my dad was a teenager.  My father's aunts and uncles would often tell me  how much I reminded them of "Eddie."

Obviously, I never met him but someday I hope I do.  Anchors aweigh, Grandpa Lyons!

The second man I'd like to introduce you to is my maternal grandfather Edward Joseph Gleeson.

"Papa" was a Merchant Marine as well as a soldier in the U.S. Army.  He stormed the beach at Normandy, France as part of the Third Wave of the D-Day invasion during WWII doing two tours of duty.  He was the kid of a New Jersey cop (trouble!) and a proud Irishman.

He had the best war stories ever.  When we were kids, he would show us the scars from getting bayonetted by a "kraut."  He scars that wrapped around his midsection, a couple inches long stab wound above his shoulder blade and another battle wound that ran right between his legs through his groin.  He almost, and probably should have died that day. 

I'm glad he didn't...

He died April 10th, 1994 at the age of 77.  My life is better for having had him in it.  I miss him alot.

Here he is pictured with my grandma not too long before he passed away.  I'm also holding a picture of him that was taken while he was painting the top of the Space Needle in Seattle when it was newly constructed for the World's Fair in 1962

If you haven't "done the math" by now, then I will tell you that the "E" in Todd E. Lyons stands for "Edward" - the first name of both of my grandfathers.  I couldn't be more proud to carry on their legacy through my middle name.  In fact, so much so, it is the middle name I bestowed upon my son Drew as well.

R.I.P. to my grandfathers and happy Memorial Day to you and those who you are thinking of fondly today.