I don’t know who you lost. You don’t know who I have lost.
But in these small communities we have all lost someone.
A great grandfather in a World War. A grandfather in the Pacific or in Korea. A father, an uncle, a son in Vietnam, or someone in a more recent conflict.
Somalia, Afghanistan, Iraq, or elsewhere. A grandmother, mother, aunt, or sister… no one has a safe space in any war.
I remain quiet a…