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I Didn't Do it Last Year

09/11/07 | by steveg [mail] | Categories: Political, personal, humor, rant

... with all the Bush-pushing patriotism that surrounded the fifth anniversary of 9/11. It made me sick to be an American and embarrassed for my party that used to represent the sorrowful reluctant use of force. I couldn't let my memory of my dear lost friends be abused like that. So I skipped.

At retreat last week, the text we were studying "Wheel of Sharp Weapons" written by Dharmarakshita over 1000 years ago, had a verse that I had trouble getting by.

(59) With comparative ease, we develop new friendships,
Yet since we are callous, not one of them lasts.
-from Alex Berzin poetic translation 1973

So this year, six years too late, I honor and cherish my old friendships. To Glen Wall and Dennis Buckley, dear chums of my youth, companions during the difficult adolescent years, teammates, and drinking buddies, lost in the calamity from generations-old global hatreds, I wish you a good rebirth and I'm sorry for my neglect.


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Comment from: kathy [Visitor] Email
kathyYour friends were in the towers? That's very sad.

It's a heavy anniversary.
09/12/07 @ 10:30