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juliaoceania -> RE: I'm actually not old enough to understand... (11/10/2006 9:54:37 PM)
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My uncle served two tours in Vietnam, one of them as a helicopter gunner. He was awarded a purple heart. He was so gunho the first tour, not so much when he came home and settled down to his married life after his second tour. I remember once when I was at his home he had a Vietnamese boy come and stay with him as an exchange student in the mid 80s. It was the only time he ever talked about his experience at all with me. He said that he felt he owed it to try to help at least one child from there, his eyes were just filled with pain, and he said on one hand he felt compelled to do it, and on the other hand it brought back a lot of bad feelings to have this teen in his home. He did relate things to my father about his experience, the bulk of which were never shared with me, but there are things that my uncle had to do that no one should have to do, orders he followed that haunt him still, and it says so much about his character he that he tried the best he could to make peace with it the best he knew how. Some scars are not visible on the outside so much... No matter how one feels about war (and I have made my feelings pretty apparent here...smiles) One cannot fault those who join the military out of a sense of duty to family and country. My uncle actually was a volunteer, he did not wait for the draft. Many of our troops overseas today joined from a sense of wanting to protect their country in the wake of 9-11, one can only say that we should think of their struggle everyday. I am having a very melancholy night, and I have one friend from college that lost his son in Afghanistan. It is young people like his son exemplified that serve us, and every day should be Veteran's Day. We should take care of them when they would give everything to take care of us.
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