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Friday, December 17, 2004
Hell Is The Impossibility Of Reason
VPR:
Maryann Waters kept writing to Daniel, knowing that her letters were a lifeline to her son.
(Waters, reading) "'Dear Mom, How's everything going? Just thought I'd drop you a note and thank you for all the letters you've been writing. I'm not going to lie, this is very hard for me. When I get your letters it makes my day. The night we got hit with the IED, I and the others were very shaken up. I walked into my room and there on my sleeping bag was a letter from you. For 10 minutes I read it over and over. I did not think about the explosion. There are many nights I fall asleep thinking of the smell of your cooking (Waters cries, continues reading aloud) after a cold day of working outside. One of the best things about going to hunting camp was when we would come home and I would give you a big hug. I can't wait to get into the easy chair and cover up with one of your quilts and the two of us watch 'Antique Roadshow.'"
Fortunately Daniel Waters will finally come home for Christmas on a two-week leave and will be able to watch Antique Roadshow with his mom, but he'll likely receive orders for another tour in January. And today I hear 330 more Vermonters have been called up to serve in the Middle East. It's a lovely fucking war...
ntodd
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