Flag Day reminds me of my friends who were killed in the Vietnam War. It also brings to mind those dear to me who returned with terrible adjustment issues both mental and physical. It is also a time to recall the lack of resources for these brave souls. In my heart, I fear nothing has changed at all.
Dark clouds seem to be floating across America. I do not personally identify with politics, but I am concerned about the chaos and hatred created by limited justice. It seems that issues are recurring just like years ago, except our country was respected then. I have no memory of America ridiculing others.
The sun continues to peek through the clouds, and I remain hopeful that the damages being done can be rectified. I want to look into the sweet faces of my grandchildren, knowing that the country will provide them with justice and equality. I want them to know what it is like to be a proud American embracing the world with honor and respect.
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