Man it’s been raining non-stop down here lately. Anyway, I have a few things I want to touch on today, but I’ll get to the rest later, in a separate news post.
I used to contemplate joining the military service. Out of high school, still not sure what I wanted to do with my life, the thought crossed my mind more than once. Bottom line, however, I don’t think I ever really had what it takes to cut it in the military. But I have an absolute undying respect for those that do. For those that travel far away from home to face horrible, horrible things for the chance that the rest of us never have to see them any closer than on television.
I don’t give a shit if you think Bush is stupid or not, or if you think his war is unfounded or not. The men and women who serve this country are heroes. End of discussion
Someone that I know personally has just returned from the war in Iraq. Marine Cpl. Peter Bagarella, who grew up a few houses down from me, who went to the same schools as me, is now recovering at the Walter Reed Army Medical Center in Washington, D.C after an explosion took his left foot, and at least temporarily, his vision. I was never very close to Peter, but it still hits near to home. I remember playing whiffle ball in his front yard as kids.
My uncle is a Marine. Peter Bagarella is a Marine. A lot, and I mean a LOT of Ctrl+Alt+Del readers are active in the military, in one branch or another. I don’t think that I could do what they do. I wanted to express my respect for their courage, and ask that they all be safe out there, and get home to the people that care about them.