One of my super troops was a member of the base honor guard. She'd have the occasional drill during the winter, but nothing that really conflicted with the schedule at work. When the springtime rolled around, it seemed like she had a funeral every other day.
She said to me, "Sarge, it's spring. Lots of funerals in Alaska in the spring."
It didn't register until today when I was driving by the cemetery and popped in for a photo. I guess you would have to wait until spring.
