Sunday, 28 May 2017


I was a teenager visiting the U.S. when I met a guy at a Greyhound bus depot. He looked sad. 

I was happy, my life was before me, and I was on my way to New York.

I asked where he was going. 

He said, "My father died in Vietnam, my brother died in Vietnam ... I might as well die in Vietnam". 

I think of him, and of all Veterans on Memorial Day.

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