Thank you for your service! A salute to veterans

 

                                                         Bronze Star Award

This somehow got dropped off my blog and I just noticed it was missing. I’m reposting. It’s either late for last Memorial Day or early for next year, depending upon how you look at it…

Last Sunday, Memorial Day, my husband invited me to go with him on a 4-mile hike on the Foothills Trail (Okay, I used my wheel-scooter). During the walk, we passed a group of happy young adults –about 8 of them–coming from the other way. The young woman at the end of the group was waving a huge vintage Marine Corps flag back and forth. It was heavy; no wonder she was at the end! My husband joked with her, “What’s the matter? Couldn’t get into Ranger School?” We all laughed and went on our way. Then, the young woman turned around and shouted back at him, “Thank you for your service!” I almost cried because when my husband got back from Vietnam no one ever said that to him. He was scorned and even spit upon. “Thank you for your service!” the voice from Sunday lingers in my head. Oh, honey, I wish you knew what that thank you meant to him. He often repeats that phrase to other veterans. When he says it, it sounds like a prayer.

If you are old enough to remember the Vietnam war, think back. Remember how badly a lot of people treated our soldiers when they returned home? I could never understand that. Sure, hatred and disgust for our government who got us into the war, but why the hostility towards the poor soldier who was drafted and forced to go over there? It has always puzzled me.

Lately, with the news about how the Russian government manipulated us during our last election through our social media, I wonder: were the attitudes toward the American soldier coming home from Vietnam manipulated in similar ways? If so, how sad. And how disgraceful! To think how Americans have let themselves be led to such ugliness in a war or election by a foreign country is unforgivable. How could we be so gullible? It must never happen again. Our country may not survive it.

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Comment: We. Have. Got. To. Do. Better

Note: This is a slightly revised version of a piece that I posted a few years back…

We have got to do better
Janelle Meraz Hooper

I’ve been watching the news on television. For this post, it doesn’t matter which one. What I am going to say has been said many times before and will be said many times in the future. The problem is, we have failed to extract the core truth in the message and act on it:

WE HAVE GOT TO DO BETTER. Let me say it again: We. Have. Got. To. Do. Better. Our planet is in crisis, our people are in crisis, and we have too many problems to list.

LET ME JUST SAY THIS: If we can’t get along among ourselves and begin to solve the problems we have at the moment, how are we going to solve an even bigger crisis?
What if we have another pandemic?
What about the next earthquake, nuclear failure, environmental disaster? What then?
Some of us even feel sure that we will deplete this planet’s resources until we will be forced to evacuate to another planet. If so, do ya think we and our children will be on the list to be rescued? Probably not!

Perhaps there’s  even a more serious scenario: What if there really are little green men out there in space and they are zeroing in on Planet Earth? Could happen. What will we do then when we can’t even agree on our minor problems? China has announced that its space monitors have picked up alien sounds (transmissions?). How can we respond if we’re not even able to get along with each other?

Let’s start on the little stuff (food, water, disease, and ideological). Then, maybe, when things really go haywire, we’ll have a fighting chance.

Janelle Meraz Hooper is an indie novelist/playwright whose play, Geronimo, Life on the Reservation was chosen by the Los Angeles Times in 2021 as one of its 19 Culture Picks. Her new novel, a historical fantasy, is titled Geronimo’s Laptop (still in production). See my books and short stories here:

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