It’s beginning to feel alot like Christmas…
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The BF left yesterday from his undisclosed location and should arrive in Atlanta sometime today. He’ll spend a couple days with his Mother and then he’ll be home. I can’t wait to talk to him and see him. Two months seems like a long time but I think it actually went by quickly, especially the last month.Â
I spent yesterday taking the Small Arms Carry permit class just to keep my mind busy. Who knew it would be 70 degrees on Dec. 16th for target shooting? For such a boring class we managed to have some fun with it.Â
But with my honey home I think I’ll finally get into the spirit. I do have all my Christmas shopping done, presents wrapped and cards out in the mail. We’re leaving for Minnesota Friday (I think)! I’m really looking forward to seeing my family especially some of my Mom’s Christmas cookies, some home made ravioli and my brother’s specialty pizza. Yummmm.Â





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Hope you have a wonderful Christmas, Toni…
That’s wonderful, Toni! Have an extra special time!
Toni,
I just wanted to let you know that I admire your courage and persistence. In my day (I’m 59) the war issue was ‘Nam, and I was not, ideologically speaking, getting into that mess. We had the draft, so, if you were called, you’d better have a good excuse for not being called into action. I was one of the lucky ones. The situation had it that with the help of my father (and a letter from his psychiatrist on my behalf) I was classified not eligible. I always, always, supported the troops, for it was not their fault they were pulled into action. Oftentimes I regret not enlisting in the Marines, but I dismiss that because of the politics surrounding the war.
Were I capable of joining you and your soldiers in arms, I would not have hesitated; but my age has precluded that possibility……..My Dad fought in the Battle of the Bulge under General Patton, and he suffered shrapnel wounds,in the trenches, though he was not awarded any medals. Trying to get him to talk about the war has been like pulling teeth until recently….When he did, my hair stood up, and I got the shivers. I live that war vicariously through him.
I only relate this to you in the hopes that you WILL return; safe and unmarred, knowing you did a great service to US. I pray for you and your pals in the knowledge that what you are doing is of the highest honor
and valor. Always keep in mind that those in the U.S. who oppose your being there have no respect for either what you do, or the courage and class with which you are doing it. I wish I could be with you and your brethren.
Keep up the good fight, and remember that there is a light at the end of the tunnel.
May God Bless you, your family, and your brethren in arms….Hopefully, soon, you will be back home, and the memory of the past will be just that. You deserve to be proud of yourself. I am proud of you.
Your friend,
Rick