Thank you ((Muffy)) and ((Sabby))

From the day he was born, this has been what I've been trying to avoid - sending him off to war. That woman was right back in 1984. I didn't believe her.

I cringe when I hear people talk about how much fun they had back in the 60-70s. It was a complete nightmare for me. It was a time of constant fret and worry. We are at war" meant "WE are at war" - not just the soldiers. I never got to have a brother, so I adopted them ALL as my own.

I wore a POW bracelet for years and prayed my heart out for that soldier night and day. The happiest day of my teenage years was seeing Dan step off the plane a free man, and he looked whole. I named my son after him.

Here's Dan's story:

http://www.pownetwork.org/bios/m/m146.htm

I'm now wearing that old bracelet again, and I won't take it off until my son returns to me. I'm not making light of the Viet Nam POWs, but as far as I'm concerned my son is a prisoner of the military until he comes home to us.

I wish more people were concerned about the welfare of our soldiers. People only seem to care about themselves and their wallets. Walk through any grocery store or mall, and you'd never think this country was at war. I talk with people who say they support this war, but they do nothing. Why?

If I have to sacrifice my son to this war, I hope no one has the nerve to "thank" me. If they do, they better have a good solid story of how MY son saved their life and what they made of the life he gave them. They better have a GOOD reason for ruining MY life.