I've spent this afternoon reading comments by Michael Yon and Michael Totten.  Yon's story was about battle and casualties and an earned respect.  Totten's story was about a battle already fought and security and order being restored in Ramadi.

One thing that struck me was the children.  I guess I'm getting soft going into my forties.  Maybe it's my three children bringing out my emotional goodies.

All the pictures of them smiling and happy to see the Marines and Soldiers, Michael and his camera, tells a story on it's own...just visually.  Pictures of girls and women,  being schooled again and their happiness beaming for the pleasure to study literature.  Can you imagine being banned from reading a book?

I want to do something for these children.  I don't know what.  If I could put together a book drive for them or something similar it would make me feel more connected to their happiness.  Is that selfish?  Or is that about the joy of giving.  I don't know if I can do it or not.  If they sent me a thank you note I know I'd get smoke in my eyes.

I'm going to kick this around awhile.

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