Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Welcome Home

I don't honk my horn very often, such to the point that I sometimes
wonder if it works, but I used it tonight and felt very justified in
doing so. Rini was more interesting in the noise the car was making,
rather than the reason why, and I'm sure if she were a little older,
it would have been a great teaching moment. I honked my horn when we
were stopped in traffic on 99st and Sask. Drive. Why was traffic
stopped? To allow the Canadian troops and their police escort to get
through. I know that honking my horn to welcome them home is a
pretty weak thing to do, but I remember what it was like when my dad
was over in Croatia, and how I felt when he came home, and he was just
doing peacekeeping. My former co-worker had a much rougher time when
her then fiancee, now husband, was in Afganistan, and she was
overjoyed when he returned home.

It's hard to explain to children how war works, and why we wage it.
I'm going to have to do it some time, but I think that I'll be using
examples from the Book of Mormon, ie. 2060 strilping warriors, Capitan
Moroni, Teancum, just to name a few. Righteous people who just wanted
freedom for their homes and families.

I seem to recall a radio news story which told of a survey amoung
college students, and maybe some high school students, regarding what
they would accept as payment to give up their right to vote. Some
were satisfied with an iPod. Although your voice may seem small an
insignifigant, especially with stories of fraud and miscounts of
ballots, I still have faith in the system.

Speaking of which, I still need to hanker down and investigate who to
vote for on Tuesday. If only Mr. Kimball hadn't retired. Well, one
candidates headquarters is located across the road from our home, so
we could check it out tomorrow, or Friday.

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