Far too many of these weary warriors aimlessly roaming our great land, with insufficient help from the government, or from anyone else. Wonderful message on their behalf, especially on Memorial Day Weekend.
Terry, so poignant. Who could walk past this old warrior? Not you, not me... Our vets have given so much of their lives, their futures. My sorrow today is knowing what is happening to our country... and I ask, Why?
I love your work, and your picture is perfect for this piece.
it's a shame how our nation has forgotten those that served their nation...i know, i am one--barely making it on VA disability plus my job...but i'm making it
powerful, gut wrenching write--this needs to be put on a plaque and mailed to our leaders (and wanna be's).
thank you--from a grateful veteran (usaf, 1983-85), karla. *tears*
i'll have to come back for the photo (yours are always intriguing!) 'cause it's not showing up, but the poem is excellent and so appropriate this weekend. Dawn
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
At the young of age of seven, Jill's mother Eve takes her for regular sessions to a child psychologist for treatment of her anxiety, which only makes her behavior worse. When she reaches her teens, she starts drinking and then smoking marijuana with
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
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I love your work, and your picture is perfect for this piece.
it's a shame how our nation has forgotten those that served their nation...i know, i am one--barely making it on VA disability plus my job...but i'm making it
powerful, gut wrenching write--this needs to be put on a plaque and mailed to our leaders (and wanna be's).
thank you--from a grateful veteran (usaf, 1983-85), karla. *tears*
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