Both gigs went pretty well -- a couple of rough spots on echoing Amazing Grace, but the pipe sergeant said that was to be expected with it being our first time.

The second ceremony was especially cool. We had about 25 members of the Harley-riding Patriot Guard as well as a one-star, who spent a little time talking to my son.

Bottom line: no glaring mistakes, and neither of us fell down or tripped over a headstone. Seriously, it was a good day, and a proud day for this dad.