The National Cemetery at Santa Nella, CA is the resting place of my parents. Santa Nella is a small truck stop by-pass on the road north or south on Interstate 5. It is the exit/entrance point for Hwy 152 leading to the coast or into the Central Valley. Its golden hills change to green or delicate pastels of wildflowers depending on the season. And, there is always the wind. Nestled against the foothills that separate the coastal range from the valley floor, it is a natural passageway for the wind.
I love Santa Nella for its unique quiet; its invitation to sit and be still; the sheer history of warriors at rest. My dad was a veteran of Pearl Harbor. My mother served two years in the WACs. They both lay there together, not only two people who served God and country but two people who shared a life together.