SOMETHING TO PONDER

While my mother and I were having a discussion, she asked me a question that I am still pondering. She asked what I thought could have happened to the many abandoned babies fathered by our military men from previous wars like WWI and II, Korean, or Vietnam. She said so many were probably outcast by their communities as being half breeds or whatever term one would use to describe a person not of full blood of any particular race. She knew some of the military men that were responsible for new life overseas that had to leave them behind when they returned to the United States. My mother said that they would be grown now and with children or grandchildren of their own. She just wondered how they felt as they grew up without their American fathers. Could this be the cause of so much global social unrest? Is the current state of affairs the result of what American military men did while away fighting a war to protect their country?

So often we fail to look at our contributions to disharmony. But what about these babies who are now grown men and women. What did they experience as children of absent fathers? Fathers, some of whom may not have even known they left a pregnant woman behind. My mother said she heard of special places for these children where they were outcast from their original families. They were abandoned twice, once by their father and next by their family of origin. To think on the reality of this and the possibility of it, is worth time to ponder.

The children may have grown up thinking where is the justice in this situation that I had no control over nor was involved in. These same children may have grown up filled with hate and anger, or with feelings of despair, non-acceptance and isolation. How did we, as Americans, deal with this in the past? Did we attempt to resolve this issue? Did we turn a blind eye to this situation? Do we dare recognize its possible existence now?

Just something to ponder!

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THE AIRPORT EXPERIENCE

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August 5th

 

The blessings I received from spending thirteen hours at the airport on a beautiful Saturday continue:

My first blessing would be to meet a young soldier just returning from Iraq. His name is Miller. As we talked and shared he asked me if I played cards. I told him yes and began looking for a place where we could sit and play.  He did not want to play; he wanted to gift me with a deck of playing cards he had brought back from Iraq. The deck has the faces of 52 men they were and are searching for (some have been captured). It is truly a treasured keepsake.

My first stop in the Atrium area I met a couple from Oakland who had recently moved to Atlanta. They were a delightful couple and they made me laugh with some of their stories.

As I sat outside getting some fresh air I met several men who had just completed Boot Camp at Ft. Benning Georgia. One of them was a forty year old who was so proud of himself for enlisting and completing boot camp at age 40! He shared a statement with me that I will always remember whenever I think about our soldiers who go off to fight war. He said “Soldiers give up all their rights to protect the rights of others!” That is deep!!!

I sat in the Atrium area and decided to lay my head down and get some rest.  I was able to sleep briefly on a chair, curled up and cozy. Then came the biggest gift I could ever receive…..

The second story of the Atrium was filled with lines of soldiers waiting to be processed as they had just returned from Iraq. As they completed this process they were escorted downstairs and led by someone announcing them. I was excited to be a part of the first American crowd to salute them by giving them a standing ovation for their heroic actions!!

I am thankful I was delayed!!! Thirteen hours of pure bliss!!!

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