Vet's

Sitting here, comfortably in my chair on veterans day, I think back—back to when I was young and dumb, a time when the people of America felt that the people that were serving in Vietnam were somehow bullies, somehow tyrants, that we were in a war that just wasn’t our problem and that America should be done with conflict that was not our own. So being young I went with that feeling, not knowing what the Vet’s felt like, not knowing the horrors of war,  just feeling like, well, feeling like the Vet’s were some how responsible for all that was bad about war. Now I feel so different, as I saw war through the past twenty five years in movies and on TV I saw how brutal and unrelenting battle is, that every square inch is drawn in blood and that the little ground that is gained is so many times lost and the cost is so dire that it seems surreal to me, just like another horror flick.

I don’t know war and I don’t pretend to, but I think of the people that have lost limbs and minds and lives and I think of how I would feel if I was them or their families. It’s easy for me to say all this as I have never served, but if I was young again I certainly would, it’s the least I could do for my new born baby, to protect her against tyranny and aggression. So, as for me, I’m doing what I can now, do the same and support our troops—in-list, donate or whatever you can! Freedom is not Free!

 

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