Re: It All Comes Home ...

Posted by Scott Bubar on September 17, 2001 at 15:37:02:

In Reply to: It All Comes Home ... posted by Rich/Mohican Press on September 16, 2001 at 07:13:35:

: For the first time in my life, I can feel good about my Country's military actions ... whatever they may be down the road. I remember, back in the Vietnam days, thinking, even as I protested against it, that I surely would feel differently if we were under attack. And that is what has happened. America, my home, was attacked. My fellow citizens, were killed, on our own soil.

Rich, I identify strongly with you on this.

While I didn't have a problem with Desert Storm, and was proud of our performance there, it didn't touch me in the same way this has.

There has been a wall inside me since Vietnam. So much a part of me that I wasn't even really aware of it's existence any more than I think about the walls of the room in which I am sitting as I write this.

Last week that wall crumbled, or at least started to.

It's something I literally haven't been able to talk about. When I tried, I choked to the point where I simply haven't been able to get it out.

Fortunately, my fingers don't seem to be similarly afflicted, and this is the first time I've been able to express it.

Thanks for providing the opportunity, my fellow American.

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: : For the first time in my life, I can feel good about my Country's military actions ... whatever they may be down the road. I remember, back in the Vietnam days, thinking, even as I protested against it, that I surely would feel differently if we were under attack. And that is what has happened. America, my home, was attacked. My fellow citizens, were killed, on our own soil.

: Rich, I identify strongly with you on this.

: While I didn't have a problem with Desert Storm, and was proud of our performance there, it didn't touch me in the same way this has.

: There has been a wall inside me since Vietnam.  So much a part of me that I wasn't even really aware of it's existence any more than I think about the walls of the room in which I am sitting as I write this.

: Last week that wall crumbled, or at least started to.

: It's something I literally haven't been able to talk about.  When I tried, I choked to the point where I simply haven't been able to get it out.

: Fortunately, my fingers don't seem to be similarly afflicted, and this is the first time I've been able to express it.

: Thanks for providing the opportunity, my fellow American.


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