Once again, an awesome vigil in front of the recruiting station. This time, no recruiters ventured out to talk with us and once again, tons of support - drivers honking wildly, waving & stopping to chat. The highlite of the evening was when a womon, Kathy, driving by threw on her brakes, jumped out her car & ran over to hug each of us. Weeping, she told us how desperate - and unsuccessful - she was to prevent her 19 year old son from joining the military 3 years ago, how the military lied to him, brainwashed him, and now he was coming home today from Iraq - a homecoming she was estatic about & feared. Kathy wanted information about how to get him out - he is now ready to leave & has asked her to help.
As we were talking, another young man exited the recruiting station - one we had been trying to give alternative information to. He had signed up two months ago and was waiting to be deployed. Our amazon Mother approached him, asking his age, and sharing the story of her son. She also begged him not to go. But he seems as determined as her own child was.
Kathy has vowed to join us every wednesday - or to start her own vigil in vacaville, where she lives.