I lost an uncle in the Ginh Long Province, Vietnam. He was so much fun. He was my favorite of my mother's 3 brother's because he wasn't too cool to play with (at that time) his only nephew. I was only seven years old, but I still remember when my grandmother called my mother two days after Christmas, 1969. Mom dropped the phone, and started crying her eyes out. Dad picked up the phone and was talking for a few minutes, while I tried to comfort my mother, although I didn't yet know why. Two days later, we were on our way to Orlando, for the funeral. The previous Christmas (1968) was the last time that my mother's family was all together. My uncle had given me a G.I Joe doll, and a Strombecker slot car racing set, that he had gotten in Germany, for Christmas that year. I still have them.
He was on his third tour, and I remember my mother asking him why he was over there. He turned and stared at her for a moment and said; "If you were to go there, and see those people, you wouldn't have to ask that question". He believed strongly in what he was doing, and died doing so.
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"I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do because I notice it always coincides with their own desires." - Susan B. Anthony
"Hedonism with rules isn't hedonism at all, it's the Republican party." - JumpinJesus
It is indisputable that true beauty lies within...but a nice rack sure doesn't hurt.
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