My heart and soul are with them!!!!
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“Walkin’ to New Orleans”
…Day Three
Every time my sole slaps blacktop I am reminded that the boots I am wearing are the same ones that saw 13 months in Iraq. I call them my combat boots because I would only were them in combat. The rhetoric of that statement is beginning to turn into reality on the faces of IVAW members who are seeing again the devastations of war. This time however we are seeing it on the America we call home, poor America. This time however the local people are glad to have us as the honks of support with matching peace signs being flashed at us are far outnumbering the middle fingers and "God Bless W" signs. This time we are not coming as liberator but as friends and family in turn this time the reaction has been truly that of welcome. Sitting down at a BBQ dinner served at the Macedonia Baptist Church we are surrounded by love. Hardy the stereotype of the tree huggers, we the veterans of this war and the survivors of this disaster are finding love in those with whom they now break bread. Despite the obvious role race played (and continues to play) in the recovery and reconstruction of both Iraq and the gulf all shades of fingers were at this meal being licked clean of the most soulful BBQ this soldiers has ever tasted. My fear of seeing a hometown combat zone in America is only overshadowed by the hope which a multiracial, multicultural, and multigenerational march is producing as it is walkin' to New Orleans.
Geoffrey Millard
Iraq Veterans Against the War
15 Mar 2006
The Blog from the Road:
http://www.bringthemhomenow.org/stand/speak.html#Blog060316Info on the March:
http://www.vetgulfmarch.org/To Donate:
https://secure.democracyinaction.org/dia/organizations/vetsforpeace/shop/custom.jsp?donate_page_KEY=1228&t=nomarch.dwt