What you’re doing is amazing, Shaun. Your posts, your finds, your actions bring so much. I keep reading what you post, and they touch, they bring tears, and they bring deep wonder.
This is such important work, Shaun. Thank you for being the archivist of emotions of our time. I read each one with awe, and their humanity often brings my own tears bubbling to and through the surface, as this one has today. Thank you, thank you. 🙏
In March 1967 I was 15 years old and watching news about Vietnam on our new television. The following Saturday I bunked the train to London & took part in a protest outside the US Embassy. I continued to protest until the war ended. It marked the beginning of a lifetime of activism.... 55 years & still at it!
Reading this letter from a fallen US helicopter pilot's mum made all that effort worthwhile.
At the time I did not understand why there was a war in Vietnam, I only knew that young men were drafted, against their will, to go & die in a foreign country which seemed innocent of any guilt.
What you’re doing is amazing, Shaun. Your posts, your finds, your actions bring so much. I keep reading what you post, and they touch, they bring tears, and they bring deep wonder.
This is such important work, Shaun. Thank you for being the archivist of emotions of our time. I read each one with awe, and their humanity often brings my own tears bubbling to and through the surface, as this one has today. Thank you, thank you. 🙏
In March 1967 I was 15 years old and watching news about Vietnam on our new television. The following Saturday I bunked the train to London & took part in a protest outside the US Embassy. I continued to protest until the war ended. It marked the beginning of a lifetime of activism.... 55 years & still at it!
Reading this letter from a fallen US helicopter pilot's mum made all that effort worthwhile.
At the time I did not understand why there was a war in Vietnam, I only knew that young men were drafted, against their will, to go & die in a foreign country which seemed innocent of any guilt.
I cried as I read this letter. Thank you for sharing it.
This is so powerful. Nothing more to say.
A mother's love. This is both heartbreaking and moving. Thank you for sharing these glorious finds!
That was so moving it made me cry. So desperately sad.