11/11/11
“They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.”
This is where I waffle…
“They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.”
That’s so funny, as in odd. I found that picture today while I was stumbling around reading on the Stanford university prison project. I was trying to make sense of the soldiers recently convicted of sport killing Afghani civilians.
I hate war, but have a hard time blaming the young men and women serving their counties.
It changes young people forever, if it doesn’t kill them.
Then again, you probably know how I feel.