Thursday, May 12, 2016
Cleo and Friends
Written on the back, "Cleo, Marion, Betty, Judy Oct. 21,1945." Yesterday's post dated from January 1942, just a month or so after America's entry into World War 2. Today's post just a few months after the war's end. Whenever I see pictures of civilians from the war era, I'm always reminded that they almost certainly knew someone who was killed or wounded. It's not like that anymore. We've been involved, militarily on some level, in Iraq and Afghanistan for more than a decade, and I don't know a single person who has been killed or wounded in those conflicts, nor do I know any person who has family that has died. We could have small numbers of troops, in combat, for another twenty years, and it would still be possible to never know any actual casualties or their families. I guess that's why it's so easy to tolerate our involvement.