We had six people show up today. Two of those folks didn't stay too long. One of them sang a John Prine song. I'll have to look up the name of it as it escapes me at the moment. Another stopped by to ask some questions, show his support, then left, Two of the others stayed for most of the hour, then left. they both gave reasons for leaving. That left Mrs. Spadoman and I. It was cold, around 20 degrees, and a slight breeze. It was partly cloudy. Since it gets dark when we start the vigil these days, it didn't matter if the sun was shining. But when the sun was down, it got cold fast.
Seems like a lot of the usual horn honking and peace signs and waves of support. I also saw one thumbs down, and another man driving a pickup truck yelled something out his window. I didn't hear what he said, neither did anyone else, but no one thought it was a positive comment. Another small pickup truck parked 1/2 block away and the driver put two American flags onto the back end of his truck. He drove the opposite direction, but went around the block. When he came up to the corner where we were standing, he rolled down his window and yelled, "I would be proud to go to war for my country!"
I responded, "I did, thank you"
I felt strange today. I felt like I was in the minority wanting peace.
A few more weeks and we'll have one year under our belts.
Honor the Dead
Heal the Wounded
End the War
Peace to All.