What made me think about military drill teams was my experience at my dad's funeral. We had a US Navy drill team there and they were incredible. My mother is still talking about how they made her get chills. She was thankful that they recognized the sacrifice my dad made for his country. When TAPS was played I cried, as did everyone in our family. I gave him my National Defense Medal and Ribbon to wear on his jacket. I felt that he had defended his country in a time of war and that was a bond we shared.
My parents also gave me a holy card of St. Joseph when I graduated from the police academy that when recited ensures the person against harm. I carried it my whole career as a police officer, 26 years. I gave it back to my dad and it will be with him for eternity.
I don't think I will ever get over his death, but I am working towards it day by day. He and my mom were married for 56 years. She has a much rougher row to hoe than me.