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JB, Anon no more!
A Journey Begins With the First Word
I'm a product if an era - Vietnam and the Flower children. Free love and Woodstock. Smoking weed and dropping acid. None of it touched me, personally. I was oblivious.
Now my son gets to repeat the same war, different place. I am being touch personally. Sins of the fathers? Karma? Wacky life?
What I want to do here is leave an account, ameuterish for sure, of what it is like to watch my only son/only child go to a place he can never understand until he gets there. A place I can't conceive of. Television is all I have and it's not enough. I wouldn't choose this path for him, but it is not a bad path. Time will tell.
I'll chronicle what I can, when I can. Godspeed to all our brave men who go into the unknown in 2010.
Now my son gets to repeat the same war, different place. I am being touch personally. Sins of the fathers? Karma? Wacky life?
What I want to do here is leave an account, ameuterish for sure, of what it is like to watch my only son/only child go to a place he can never understand until he gets there. A place I can't conceive of. Television is all I have and it's not enough. I wouldn't choose this path for him, but it is not a bad path. Time will tell.
I'll chronicle what I can, when I can. Godspeed to all our brave men who go into the unknown in 2010.
