On this Veteran’s Day, let us take time to remember our homeless Veterans.
One thing I have done for years, is when I see a homeless Veteran looking for help, I invite him to dine with me at the closest restaurant. I have yet to be turned down, even though some needed a little prodding. Our homeless Veterans need someone to care, someone that wants to spend time with them. It gives them hope and a little much needed dignity.
They’re just not looking for a handout, believe me. Most don’t want to talk about their war experiences, other than to say where they served and which arm of our vast powerful military. Most wanted to talk about their current problems and most seemed ashamed. All homeless Veterans I have met had PTSD.
I’m not one of those Americans who can turn my head away from them. I have heard so many unpatriotic Americans say, “Get a job!” or “You’re no Veteran!”
For the small price of a meal, you can make a Veteran feel human again.
Oh, and if I didn’t have the time to take them to dinner, you bet I’d give them cold hard cash. Take that, you homeless haters.
or Sailor, Marine, Airman or Coast Guardsman.
Peace, so there will never be war.
There was going to be a new issue on Monday, November 12, 2012 but….my husband has made another false report about me to the State of Florida. My case there was to end on Nov. 16. My attorney contacted me and told me what little the state of Florida told her. Of course, I immediately called the state of Florida but was only able to reach an answering machine. I had to cancel my English class to deal with this on Friday.
I will be seeing my attorney here in Costa Rica today to report this latest lie.
God, will this never end?