Day of Remembrance

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Today, being Pearl Harbor Day, it gave me pause to think of the correllation between our lives today and the events of over half a century ago. How do you sum up the lives lost so many years ago? How do you put into words the devastating loss of life, loved ones and happiness that so many people experienced some fifty-three years ago?

It wasn't that long ago, but are we forgetting the patriotism that burned so deeply then? The death of more than five thousand people spurned the effort to keep America and it's allies free. All these years later, we are belittling a war which is just as important.

Why are we not supporting the troops? What makes that war any more significant than this one? In hindsight, it is easy to say President Roosevelt did the right thing. Do you think people agreed with him then? The casulaties were far greater, but people believed in the fight for freedom, happiness and the American way. Can we not see that the very same ideals were being threatened, which is why we are at a state of war? Have people considered, that some fifty years down the road, when the loss has lessened ever so slightly and history has looked down favorabley, President Bush will very likely be heralded as a hero who freed many oppressed people.

And where will the nay-sayers be then.

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This odd narrative is my life. I ended up in Pittsburgh, of all places--from the beach. I have no hobbies, other than cooking excessively and eating microwave popcorn. I enjoy shopping, the Food network, hiding the remote so the Food network cannot be turned off, find ethnic food stores and restaurants and reading voraciously. My life is decidedly pedestrian.

I worked in the car business where I was required to be ruthless and soul-less wench, which is when I started this project. Since then, I've kept it up because secretly, I've always wanted to join the military. Every male in my mother's family has joined and I quietly entertain thoughts of joining. I haven't yet and don't know if I ever will, but sending the troops cookies keeps me sane. it makes me think I still have a shred of human kindness left in my withering soul. it's a small way for me to salute the men and women who are brave enough to fight for freedom. And makes me feel like I'm contributing toward troop morale--even if I'm not. So if you want to help, send me addresses of troops you know stationed overseas. you may also contribute toward the cost of chocolate chips, but don't feel obligated, that link is here only by request.

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