While we're all drinking beer and eating hot dogs...let's not forget what this holiday is about. Today, I salute my nephew-in-law, Jon, who is a surgeon in the U.S. Air Force. Stationed at Travis AFB where he lives with my niece Jamie and their three children, Ashley, Jake, and Zak, Jon is currently just south of Baghdad in Iraq. Here, he and his fellow surgeon buddies are taking a "cigar break." Jon's fourth from the left in the rear.
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Well, I'm not drinking beer or eating hot dogs, although I did buy some hot dogs, John Morrell smoked sausage, close enough?
I am reading Runners Book Two aloud to my five dog audience. And trying to like edit it. So far, I've edited in another page.
I have pics like that of my war buddies in Vietnam. Worse part of that thought is the connection. All those guys throwing their lives away for a cause we lost, and now these guys.
Thirty years ago we lost in Vietnam and now they are one of our best trading partners. Maybe we are doing this wrong. If we let Iraq win, maybe they will want to be a trading partner, too. Then we will still get their oil. We lost 50,000 in Vietnam after about 15 years of fighting. Guess we have a way to go.
Rats, I thought I was on my post. Sorry about blogging down yours.
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