I found out today, kind of off-handed-ly, that another of my old acquiantances & schoolmates from college has joined the army. He's in boot camp right now and having a hard time of it. ("Bah!" I say to my super-buff cousin who says anyone can get through boot camp...I am now more certain than ever that it would make a puddle out of me! Not everyone is Ranger Seth.)
I started out, as many of us did if we will admit it, all for our going to Iraq. Remembering where you were when you first heard about 9/11 is my generations version of when JFK was shot. And, as may or may not have been gather-able from my previous post, I am not anti-Iraq-war. I am however, pro-"end the war ASAP" with a "war is over" definition that differs from the apparent definition held by our current administration. I don't know if there will ever be peace in the Middle East...but what I do feel is that we are not the right peacekeepers, no matter how well meaning we may be.
That said, I believe that when a man or woman joins our military, we must support them. Disagree with the orders they are given if you want, but always, always respect the people who put their lives on the line in service to our country. So, thanks, Jason, for going to boot camp. You're in my prayers. And thanks, Seth, because I love you and you know it...and you kick down the doors of evildoers.
PS - I just thought I'd lost this post due to stupid Internet Explorer problems. Fortuitously for me, Blogspot is on top of these things and it was there, saved in my posts and ready for me to open up and post again. Huzzah Blogspot!