Today is Veteran’s Day.
When I woke up this morning I knew that. I was relieved. I didn’t have to jump up, shower, brew coffee and rush out the door. Instead I read the news, drank my coffee at a leisurely pace, made my husband, nephew and daughter homemade yogurt parfaits. I then sent Ethan off to the bus and played in the still snow free yard with Bea and the dogs.
I went to the hardware store.
That was when Hear and Now came on the radio and I could not get out of the car. A story ran describing a book that the Associated Press released titled, “Vietnam: The Real War: A Photographic History by the Associated Press“. In great detail host, Robin Young, described some of the iconic photographs depicted and spoke with Santiago Lyon of the Associated Press. I knew some of these photos by memory, the heartbreaking shot of the naked girl hit with napalm, the Buddhist monk afire in protest but it is not something one dwells on. However, when I got home I went to the Hear and Now site, looked through the pictures and cried.
Today is important. Our fellow man is important and where there is great suffering, unjust actions and brutality there is also bravery, compassion and ordinary people behaving heroically. And for that I am grateful.