Memorial Day - 2008
Today is memorial day in the USA. My son and I honored the veterans by marching in the South Windsor memorial day parade with his scout troop.
I fought in the war with the South African Defense Force in 1983 to 1989. My friends here in the USA aren't aware of this regional war and I don't want to recall the details. I spent time on "The Border" of South West Africa and Angola. By grace, I was not physically injured during my tours of duty although sometimes still get chased out of bed in the wee hours by the "demons of the night" born from post traumatic stress.
This is nothing compared to the boys (most soldiers were drafted at 18 and 19 years of age) killed and injured in that war.
Today, in a different continent, we honored the fallen from South Windsor, CT in various wars. My heart goes out to all the injured and their families from all wars, not just our local town. The destruction and heartache is the same, no matter which side is fighting or who wins.
I fought in the war with the South African Defense Force in 1983 to 1989. My friends here in the USA aren't aware of this regional war and I don't want to recall the details. I spent time on "The Border" of South West Africa and Angola. By grace, I was not physically injured during my tours of duty although sometimes still get chased out of bed in the wee hours by the "demons of the night" born from post traumatic stress.
This is nothing compared to the boys (most soldiers were drafted at 18 and 19 years of age) killed and injured in that war.
Today, in a different continent, we honored the fallen from South Windsor, CT in various wars. My heart goes out to all the injured and their families from all wars, not just our local town. The destruction and heartache is the same, no matter which side is fighting or who wins.
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