One sad and also proud moment was when my mom and I accepted the folded flag and shell casings from when my dad was interred at the National Cemetery in Riverside CA.
Eight years on, my son still wears one of the shell casings on a chain around his neck, along with dad's dog tags.
40+ years since my dad. Somewhere along the way the casing have gone astray. Flag is still proudly displayed. Salute to Veterans.