Saturday, May 28, 2011
I'm sorry if folks have any thought that's political or too engaged or not engaged, but it was a goddam slaughterhouse back in the "Great War."
On my altar at home, in memory of my lineage, I keep the Purple Heart that my grandfather was awarded in that war. I'm not sure what the circumstances were, but of course many, many didn't survive to have children; they lived and died in what has been called, a place with "every corruption known to man."
May we someday evolve enough of a scintilla of wisdom to avoid such carnage again.