Passing

Jul 07, 2008 15:08

Many years ago, I was twenty years old and preparing to cross into Iraq to attack the defensive positions of their ground troops. My blood type was written in big letters over my heart on my flack jacket, as well as on one side of my helmet. On the other side of my helmet was a roster number so that they could quickly order a replacement for my ( Read more... )

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rm July 7 2008, 19:50:41 UTC
Just wanted to say I've really been enjoying (it's hardly the right word) your posts of late. I feel schooled by them, but not in a bad way, just in a "wow, why isn't everyone getting this smack upside the head right now?" way.

And I'm sorry about your friend. I think those situations in which people know they are going to die are the ones that are both the easiest to have grace in and the ones that are absolutely hardest to deal with.

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lulu_girl July 7 2008, 20:18:38 UTC
I agree with you. His posts really are eye opening, not to mention absurdly well written.

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schoenberg July 8 2008, 02:24:55 UTC
beauty AND brains!

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moonraye July 7 2008, 20:40:17 UTC
Seconded.

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trista July 7 2008, 19:56:57 UTC
I'm so sorry.

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lulu_girl July 7 2008, 20:17:12 UTC
hugs for you and yours.

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stagger_lee77 July 7 2008, 20:53:25 UTC
amen to your post.

*hugs*

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blackie_deuce July 7 2008, 21:26:59 UTC
so sorry...and hugs.

carpe diem.

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