![]() ![]() I was so sick and tired of PTSD, and everything about it. "What is Veterans Day?" I asked.īesides being a day off from school he told me, "It's when you thank Army people for serving you dinner." While walking home hand in hand, I asked my son what they taught him at school about Veterans Day. When I asked him what he thought a veteran was he told me, "It's someone who fights and kills people." I have no idea who the fuck told him that-I didn't. My son is well-aware I was in the Army, too. "Really?" I asked, while wondering why in the hell didn't they invite me to speak? I'm a veteran, too, I thought. ![]() He told me all about how they not only didn't have to go to school the following day, thanks to it being Veterans Day, but also how they had an assembly where brought in two real-life veterans to speak with them. ![]() He's six, and when I picked him up from school the other day, he appeared so excited. When not at the bar or scrambling around town trying to land a job, I do the dad thing. ![]()
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