between a two soldiers the other day, in the parking lot of a small gym where my child has Tae Kwon Do lessons. I wasn't trying to eavesdrop (in fact I had moved away from him to give him some personal space), but he was talking rather loud on his phone. He was talking about being in the service for 12 years now and how the VA hospital folks had cancelled 14 appointments in row that he had made, without any real reason. He said no one cares when you return from deployment, no support. "All I have to show for it is getting shot twice, and being almost blind in one eye due to a IED." He then spoke of another friend of his who had survived an explosion, but when he was operated on, the military surgeons 'messed up' and now his friend is unable to walk for the rest of his life.
I wanted to say something to him, but I knew it wasn't the right time (or any of my business) He was angry and sad. After hearing him talk, so was I.