I seem to have developed the uncanny ability to be able to tell who is a vet or not. I used to be afraid to ask, but when I started, I was amazed at what I got...
Shocked looks, pleased looks, a look of thanks I say "Welcome Home" and they nod or smile at me - Such small words - we say after a trip to the beach - Welcome Home, Welcome Back, not realizing how powerful the words can be.
At the grocery store today, while parking, there was a man sitting on the curb. For whatever reason, I pulled back out and went to another space. When I walked by him - he said "Lady, I'd have moved", and I said that's ok - I was afraid I'd run over you... and he smiled. He had a nice smile, nice face..
Long blond hair but clean and combed I wonder if he were resting or had no home They bother me, when I see them so It makes me sad when they're alone.
Well, I went into the store and came back out and he was on the other side of my car now - I smiled and made some comment. I finally asked the question: "Are you a Nam vet?" He looked at me, startled, and said "yes, maam, How do you know?" And I said I just know. I said Welcome Home and he nodded- I told him my ex had been in Vietnam and my son was in the Army. He said his son was in the Marines and that "we" were still trying. I said it just goes on and on - and he said we tried, we sure did try and now our kids are trying, too. Said his son was overseas...I told him where mine had been. Shook his head -said we just keep trying again and again. I shook his hand. He asked if I had been a nurse and I said no. He asked if I knew any, 'cause those women over there, whatever they did, were angels. And I said I did know some women who served and that I had spoken at the Moving Wall once. He asked if I would do it again and I said I would. I told him about my poems. He said his friend had a computer - I told him to look up ArmyMom. He said he would. I wished him well. I got into my car and as I drove away, he stood up and saluted me. I saluted back even though I don't know how. He is the one who provided the inspiration for me to write what you have read just now.
Christina - for the Vet at the Grocery Store 9-19-02