The last of the WWII Great Generation.
Sunsets are no excuse to lose our fortitude.
We are not divined to be good we must work at it.
There is a lost generation of women here. Sorry but there is. Women whose husbands served in WWII and yet have turned from those ideals and morals. Oh we just think of lost generations as children. But that is a false truth.
There is a whole group of women who have lost their way. I do not know all the answers and I do not know all the solutions but let us address the issue.
Let us go back in time.
They used to say, "Don't tread on me" now the say whoa to me.
These sources are first hand and true.
My neighbor lady owes us about 150$. She is old and a widower. She owns her home free and clear and has a son and a daughter in law that live with her and they both work full time. She gets a full pension from her husbands military and then civil service and she gets Social Security. She is not hurting financially. In fact she does well. Her husband was a real WWII Vet. Her German accent remains after near 70 years in this country.
Her trees were breaking down power and utility/communication lines to both our homes. We paid to get them "shortened". She agreed to pay I/4 because life was so tough for her. Job done. Power and communications lines saved and trees healthy and trimmed.
I will have to go to her and ask for her share.
My momma a world war 2 nurse stateside would never ever have allowed that neighbor bill to be unpaid. She would have gathered two to four of us kids with her to show the honor of paying a neighbor for an agreement.
My neighbor lady's husband would never be asked to pay a bill to a neighbor. NO WAY. It would be done ahead of request.
What happened to this generation of greats? Why would widowers forsake the moral fiber that was their husband and their life?
Let us look at the change.
Is our whole country for sale?
If I cannot take my child to my elder to learn values -- where the heck should I go?
I cannot say what turns these women but I know it happens more than just for my neighbor lady. My closest thing now to a mom gossips about it with my wife. I know I cannot speak Vietnamese but I can understand most when they are on the phone. And my mom in law speaks of these ladies like they are sick and disillusion.
Maybe war is closer to that country and memory is more compelling.
Why would a woman raised and married for forty years start not paying bills to a neighbor. I know from discussion she pays all her corporate bills and taxes. So why would a neighbor be different.
I will tell you why!
The flower of pride has been picked from them, we are to blame.
We are to blame and damn it we are to blame.
We forgot them. Long time ago. I hate myself for not loving them more. Ancient men gather in VFW halls and raise a toast. Who the hell ever raises a toast to these women? Our debt is now forgiven for the stupid ass trees. But my debt to them cannot be washed away so easily. What the heck is the matter with me. These women are forgotten and invisible for our debt to them too much to repays so we ignore it.
Well not mine. My mother in law took food to a concentration camp to feed dad in law and left my wife in the hands of sisters or what we call second moms. He was decorated by the US Green Berets but nobody ever decorated her.
We must go next door or a few down and find these people that helped provide for our country and our way of life. Do not ask them to change or forgive. Just give. Our forgotten mothers and wives of our heroes.
I love you, Mom and Mom in Law!
I do not just love you for being here and there for me. I love you for always being here and there for them. And I super thank you for being here and there for my country. I could not hold my children in freedom and I could not speak of free speech or our right to bear arms or be free if you were not here supporting our fathers and fathers before them.
Amen to your service and a pox on me home for not being there more for you. I know that by grace I am worthy to be a child of God and by accident to be a child of freedom but I am not worthy to clean your sandal.
I vow to do better by you and to hold you up in the respect you deserve.
Yes I am writing this from "fighter town USA" and yes heroes abound here but never so much as you.
Can you do this for me?
Can you go hug a Vets widow today?
Let me "at ease" and conclude and police my thoughts.
I will be who I am and I shall try to be proud of that. But I cannot be more proud of my elder ladies to whom I owe such a debt.
A special call to Christians. We do not do much ancestor worship. Perhaps we should more. They say to honor mother and father. I think that that means these women. Open up a heart and give some love for that is the least they deserve in our honor