It was an interesting weekend. On Saturday my Legion Riders and I went to a VA Home in Spring City, PA to assist the activities directors in having a "pub night" for the residents. We arrived at the appointed time and I was struck with how quiet and peaceful the setting was. After some preparation we retrieved residents and wheeled them down to the area of the party where they could have chips, near beer etc...
I had my motorcycle vest which identified me as an Iraqi veteran and several residents commented how grateful they where that I served. I found this so strange that here were veterans of the second world war - talking with them I learned that they served as pilots, seamen, soldiers in some of the greatest battles of the century...exploits that were really to save the world.... and in their reduced state they thought enough to thank me...I was moved. They quietly lived their lives after WWII and made this country what it is today... Can we hope that OIF/ Desert Storm Vets will be equal to the task in the same measure?
On Sunday I attended the party of my former XO who is back for a few days from Iraq. He serves in the North in a very remote location. We talked and e-mailed when I was over in Iraq and I sensed that he really didn't get what conditions were like over there... They really do defy description in many respects. Well now he has 5 months in country under his belt...he is getting ready to head back and I am so anxious about his return. Don't know why... but I don't envy him the return and I told him that it would be a tough return. It struck me how the period over there changes people - not bad or good - just to be a little more retrospective and appreciative - watching life here for the precious two weeks that he is home... I wish him well and look forward to his return when we can really party and raise a glass to surviving Iraq.... good luck Mike
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