Tuesday November 10 I told my co-workers that it wasn’t to early to hug a veteran and accepted a few, thanked “100” residents of the Armed Forces retirement home for their service, and hugged some of them. (To a 91 year old, my 49 year old body is still a hottie. Either their eyesight is diminished or I am delusional.) I also asked my Bible study to write and send cookies to our soldiers in Afghanistan. On Veterans day, fur kid and I visited the memorial of one of “my Sunday School chidren” who was killed in Iraq and told him that we remembered him and cried, thinking I didn’t raise him for this. We’ve got to work on building a more peaceful world.