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www.mfso.org called me. They are taking all the families letters to DC, with the press, to the white house. and getting press coverage while marching from the Vietnam Vets memorial..they will submit thousands of letters to the white house, and we will all fast on Feb 14. Then we intend to do a hunger strike to being the troops home. Here is my letter:
My name is Mrs XXXX.. My stepson is now in the most horrific and > > dangerous area of Baghdad.We wont see him for a year or more if this > > occupation your administration created continues. > > What do you think our Easter was like, Mr Bush? I doubt that you cared, at > > your "ranch". You were too busy doing photo ops for the press, > campaigning > > as per usual while we families sit at home and wonder if our loved one is > > coming back, wonder if he will survive this fraudulent war, wondering if > we > > will get the phone call in the middle of the night, or have a car drive > into > > our driveway and tell us he has died. We had no Easter this year. We will > > have no Thanksgiving, and no Christmas. > > I will not vote for you, Mr Bush. I will not vote for someone who cares so > > little about the young men and women who serve in our military. I can see > > right through your photo ops, I can see right through the deceit and > > corporate trickery, the machinations of your PR firm, all the wealth and > > power in the world cannot disguise truth. > > Our anger as parents is manifest, our anger that we may lose our loved one > > in this fraudulent war is beyond anything you can possibly concieve of in > > your world. > > Your world is a world of lies, a world where corporate lies are the norm, > > where soldiers are not actually human beings to you, they are meaningless. > > Our child is a real person. Hes a gentle young man with a heart, a young > man > > who climbs trees and plays with dogs, a young man who wanted to be a > police > > officer some day and now he is fighting for his very life. He is 21 years > > old, and yesterday, he was playing football and wondering if he would ever > > meet a nice girl, settle down, and get married. > > Now he may never have that chance, now, he may never have a chance to make > > us grandparents, or see his brothers again, we may never hold him in our > > arms again, he wont be able to spend Christmas with us, or Thanksgiving, > > just as he could not spend Easter with us, because of YOUR war, because of > > YOUR administration's lies about why we went to this war. > > He is a child, just as many of the soldiers there are, and thousands of > > parents will now have to ensuffer lifelong horror at what your > > administration has done to us. Lifelong, they will want their children > > nightly, cry for them, wonder what it would have been like if they could > > have stayed alive, if they could have followed their dreams, every night > and > > day of these parents lives will be a nightmare as they suddenly realize > that > > their children died for nothing. > > As my husband and I wait, every day, every night, praying that our child > > will return, praying that we wont lose him, praying that he will be sane, > we > > wonder how in Gods name you and those in your administration can possibly > > sleep, and what kind of people you all are to continue to allow this to > > occur, and allow our children to die and suffer for nothing. > > God help all of you, as the anger and horror of what you have done comes > to > > haunt you , if you ever obtain an iota of a conscience. > > Our children must be brought home, now. Every young man and woman over > there > > must be brought home to the United States, and leave Iraq to the Iraqis. > > This is their country, not ours, and they do not want us there. > > Bring the troops home, right now, and perhaps some people in the US might > > allow themselves a modicum of forgiveness to you for what your > > administration has done to us. > > I will attempt, in my heart, at some point in my life, to forgive your > > administration, if I can. Not now, not while you and yours continue to > > arrogantly abuse the young men and women of our armed services. May God > > forgive you, because right now, I cannot. > > Bring the Troops Home Now. > > Mrs XXXXX > > > > Michigan
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