Iraq War
Today's New York Times front page article "When Soldiers Fall, Grief bingds a Unit's 2 Worlds" (http//nytimes.cojm/ Nov 10, 2006) talks about the grief of the unit and the family unit left at home. Having been a wife of a soldier and having been left at home, I was very moved. During the Gulf War my husband was an Officer in the Army. He was stationed in Korea, this was a one year unaccompanied tour, meaning his family would need to stay stateside. This was indeed one of the hardest years of our married life. We had three young boys, ages 9, 6 and 4. Anyway as I read about the soldiers and their families I get wrapped up in the sorrow of the wives and parents, siblings and children, but what about the men that they go to work with every day, their friends that see them die? This morning on NPR's Storycore a daughter was interviewing her father. She asked him about his coming home from the Vietnam War. He told her that when he came home he wasn't welcomed and that for a whole year he didn't shave or cut his hair. He went for a very long bike ride-a month or so long. Then one day sometime after getting home he was working cleaning the floors in a business at night when there was a movie playing about Vietnam and he just sat down and cried. He cried for all the friends that he had lost. So I say, "War, what is it good for?"
posted by Jamie Andrus @ 11:11 AM
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