I know I should put up a post about the Memorial Day weekend but I simply can not do it. That would entail me having to think and exert energy and after the past 3 weeks at work I'm tapped out. Too many WIA's arriving, too many of them triple or quadruple amputees and too many dying. Too many horrible things experience and too much emotional turmoil.
Please take a moment to remember this weekend, as for me I'll be trying to forget. But I doubt I will.
This started out as letters home to my friends and family while I was at Hurricane Katrina, and continued through my deployment to Afghanistan. I have recently added my friend Clara Hart as a contributor. Now it very roughly chronicles life as a civilian, and citizen of the USA. If you need some assistance with Workplace Safety Programs, please let me know, I am happy to help.
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Sometimes I worry about you. I think that the only thing that will help is for everyone to stop getting wounded and no one wants to think about what it would take to make that happen or what it would cost to make that happen. Then again, I have to wonder about the true cost of going on as if this were all normal.
Those who have sacrificed are more than worthy of the honor they will be shown for the next few days and then it will be back to business as usual which includes feeding the hungry guns their daily bread.
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