Addendum

Because it’s Memorial Day -

My dad was a vet. I remember vividly the stories he told me about his time in Vietnam. I remember just as clearly the stories that I sought out from others when he wouldn’t tell them. I love our country and the awesome, terrible, fantastic things it’s capable of.

That said, I can’t read the stories of amazing widows or triumphant orphans today because I already feel the stirring sadness and joy that accompany a place of many freedoms bought by so many lives. I’m sad that we can’t see each other as equals, regardless of race/gender/love interest. I think we should be better than this – be ABOVE THIS if only because so many have sacrificed.

I don’t think a single soldier has given his or her life because they were supporting one American over another. I think we’re in this together – like it or not – and the LEAST we owe our veterans is an honest and civil dialogue that is worthy of their sacrifice.