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Work 4 Peace,Hold All Life Sacred,Eliminate Violence! This is my often neglected blog mostly about my travels across country in my mobile billboard truck as I attempt to engage in dialogue with people in hopes to wake us up and inspire action to change our country and communities and selves. And it is froth with my opinions, insights, analyses toward that end of holding all life sacred, dismantling the empire and eliminating violence while creating the society and life we want

Saturday, August 01, 2009

It's on me!

Escaping the desert heat, I head up to 8000 feet and the stunning (and COOL) Toiyabe National Forest. I pull into a picnic area in the silver mountain forest – and there is a kiosk with a small, young white man with short hair in a brown uniform, collecting fees. He had been about to cross the road when I pulled up so he took himself back to his post, the wonderment glowing like the half moon that lit up the sky last nite.

I exclaim with angst, “Fee??? I didn’t realize there’s a fee”

He told me he was in Iraq, four years. I re-examine his hair cut, which is way too long for active duty. He is wearing sunglasses too so I can’t see his eyes but his voice feels thick and ladened.

I tell him how sorry I am that he was there and how glad I am to see he’s back, safe and appearing okay.

Yeah, he says, not like my buddy. He’s dead. We joined together – we did everything together since grade school. He’s dead he repeats himself.

I commend his choice of jobs, and hope he will be able to heal in this beautiful park.

I explain to him I just want a place to rest for a few hours while the desert is so hot. He appears to be looking at me intently. “I saw your truck and the peace symbol; then I saw the sign “out of Iraq” and I so agree with you ma’am. Tell you what, I’m going to let you come into today and rest. It’s on me!”

He tells me where I should head to, I thank him, and off I go!


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