Friday, March 25, 2005

You can see it in their eyes.

I met this lady at the bar last night. her twenties...short, dark hair, cute in an unassuming way. I casually asked how she was doing. She looked me dead in eyes and said she returned from Iraq last week.


You see that alot around here. Fort Lewis is about a hundred yards away. But here sitting next to me was an Iraq war vet who also informed me she was a combat medic. I took a double take and, yes, the sadness was there, the withdrawal, the vacant stare.

Her sixteen ounce beer (and the five or six beers which followed) took on new meaning.