This was in a bulletin the other day. It's very beautiful. And it explains things. very simple terms too. ENJOY!!! Body: From a person who's there, in the midst.......... The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war...My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation. My husband thought for a few minutes and then told my son to go stand in our front living room window. He said "Son, stand there and tell me what you see?" "I see trees and cars and our neighbor's houses." he replied. "OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush." Our son giggled and said "OK." "Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country" my husband said. "OK Dad, I'm pretending." "Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and pretend you see Saddam come out of his house with his wife, he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are screaming and crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and they are afraid of their father. You see all of this, son....what do you do?" "Dad?" "What do you do son?" "I'd call the police, Dad." "OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations. They take your call. They listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do then son?" "Dad.......... but the police are supposed to help!" My son starts to whine. "They don't want to son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it," my husband says. "But Dad...he killed her!!" my son exclaims. "I know he did...but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you're pretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children." "Daddy...he kills them?" "Yes son, he does. What do you do?" "Well, if the police don't want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him." our son says. "Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him," my husband says. "But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can't stop him by myself!!" "WHAT DO YOU DO SON?" Our son starts to cry. "OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?" "What Daddy?" "He walks across the street to the old ladies house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then...he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?" "Daddy..." "WHAT DO YOU DO?" Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, "I'd close the blinds, Daddy." My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him. "Why?" "Because Daddy.....the police are supposed to help people who needs them...and they won't help.... You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won't help either...they won't help me stop him...I'm afraid....I can't do it by myself Daddy.....I can't look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and...and.....do nothing...so....I'm just going to close the blinds.... so I can't see what he's doing........and I'm going to pretend that it is not happening." I start to cry. My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband's questions and he says... "Son" "Yes, Daddy." "Open the blinds because that man.... he's at your front door... "WHAT DO YOU DO?" My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: "I DEFEND MY FAMILY, DAD!! I'M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I'M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!" I see a tear roll down my husband's cheek and he grabs our son to his chest and hugs him tight, and says... "It's too late to fight him, he's too strong and he's already at YOUR front door son.....you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife, and his children and the old lady across the way. You have to do what's right, even if you have to do it alone, before its too late." my husband whispers. THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen, son, THAT is the greatest evil. All the atrocities in the world won't move them. "YOU MUST NEVER BE AFRAID TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT! EVEN IF YOU HAVE TO DO IT ALONE!" BE PROUD TO BE AN AMERICAN! BE PROUD OF OUR TROOPS!! SUPPORT THEM!!! SUPPORT AMERICA SO THAT IN THE FUTURE OUR CHILDREN WILL NEVER HAVE TO CLOSE THEIR BLINDS..." This should be printed in every newspaper and posted in every school in America. Of course that won't happen so we'll use the internet. If your blinds are closed, do nothing with this email. If they are open, I do not need to tell you what to do. GOD BLESS!!!!!!!!!! Steven R Chandler, CMSgt 332 ELRS/Vehicle Management Flight Balad Air Base, Iraq I agree with this. I don't want to be at war, don't want to sacrific our young men and women but........ Linda PS Nominate a friend for SPOTLIGHT ! Join the Welcome Wagon ! 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Beautiful piece Linda. Made me cry. The unfortunate truth is these people are at our doorsteps we just don't know if or when they will come rushing in. Hopefully never again right? A piece like this makes you stop in your tracks and reflect on what is important in life. Although I have cherished everything I have more than ever since 9/11. I live on Long Island about 30 minutes from the twin towers. I lost 2 very close people to me who were firemen on that day. A day me along with so many others will never forget. So I say to everyone live your life to the fullest. Life is precious. We should all live life every day like there is no tomorrow. Tell all your family and friends everyday how much you love and/or care for them. Cherish every moment you have. You never know what tomorrow will bring or for that matter the next moment.I know I do. I thank God every day for my boys, my health and my freedom. We should all be grateful for those people who are out there fighting for us to keep everything we hold dear. Thanks again for that Linda. You touched my heart. Now I am going to go kiss my boys goodnight. Lorraine

I agree this is a beautiful piece. I was in New York at the time of the bombings and it is still a very surreal experience.
Every now and then, my mind goes back to the fact that at 9:40 there were living breathing people in those office towers and a few minutes they were gone!
Just like that.

The most un-nerving thing about it was that all of the emergency personnel sprang into action in all 5 boroughs, ready to save lives, tend to the wounded and do what they do - heal. But there were no ambulances coming from that site.

There simply were no people. No bodies. Nothing but ash. White/gray ash. When my husband came home, he was covered in it and for a few moments before he spoke-I honestly did not know if it was him or his ghost.

And then there were the funeral processions for days and days and weeks after. All the cars proudly bearing the red, white and blue flags of defiance. The pride and determination that we would get them for this was in every single heart and mind.

But, sadly, after a few months, it seemed that those who lived in other parts of the country had forgotten what had happened.

So, I too am grateful that our young people willingly go to fight. It is a necessary evil to fight an even darker evil.

Hi Linda!

Quite the thinking story! I sat for several minuets and pictured the whole story in my head. Thanks for a great piece!

Thanks, Linda,

I am a Sergeant Major in the United States Army, and this is the best explanation I have seen to support our actions in the Middle East.