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  •  I was on campus at Youngstown State, (2+ / 0-)
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    lao hong han, Yasuragi

    40 or 50 miles from Kent State.  Not that far...
    It seemed far in a way, much less so now, but I knew former high school classmates that were going to KSU.  It is hard to remember details anymore; I've never been good at some kinds of memory and as I age, it gets worse.  Or the distance in time worsens it.  

    But how well I remember the absolute horror.  The fear that our own country could do this to us - their kids - as we protested what our country was doing to us - their kids - sons in particular - sending them to a pointless and unwinnable war.  When we didn't even have the right to vote for the people who sent them there.

    If you are an 18-year old, THIS is how you got that right to vote.  And I feel that every 18 - 21 year old owes not us, who helped get the voting age laws changed, but themselves.  To help us make sure we don't have more Viet Nams, or Iraqs, sending youth to pointless and unwinnable wars.

    I wish voting was more effective than it appears to be, and yet I insist to everyone I know that it is the most important part of being a citizen.  We have to keep fighting for what we believe in.

    Horror.  And fear.  And immense anger.  That's what I remember.

    Everyone, in some small sacred sanctuary of the self, is nuts. -Leo Rosten, author (1908-1997)

    by Spirit of Life on Wed May 01, 2013 at 11:29:37 AM PDT

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