Need to Leave

How do I say this quickly as I need to pack up and drive hundreds of miles filled with emotion in an attempt to see my Dad for what appears to be the last time. Spoke with him late yesterday afternoon and shortly after that he was taken to the hospital. The weather is really shitty here and there.

Feel I need to say this. I was stuck by the level of violence and the rapid disintegration of the surge in Iraq yesterday. My father and and all the old veterans were and are so pissed of at what our country has done there and from the beginning these war lovers refused to listen to the voice of reason and reality.

My Dad had a good life raised a family and contributed as most of us do. This country has taken that away from millions in Iraq. What has been done to these people is unforgivable. I will continue to do whatever I can out of respect to my Dad and all the other vets to get us out of Iraq. The cornfield will no longer be home.

This is one of my favorite picures of my Dad. It was taken in France 1945.