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dupont4me
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True story from a proud military mother 
As some of you may know, one of my sons serves in the military. He is
still stateside, here in California. He called me yesterday to let me
know how warm and welcoming people were to him, and his troops,
everywhere he goes, telling me how people shake their hands, and thank
them for being willing to serve, and fight, for not only our own
freedoms but so that others may have them also.
But he also told me about an incident in the grocery store he stopped
at yesterday, on his way home from the base. He said that ahead of
several people in front of him stood a woman dressed in a burkha. He
said when she got to the cashier she loudly remarked about the US flag
lapel pin the cashier wore on her smock.
The cashier reached up and touched the pin, and said proudly, "yes, I
always wear it."
The woman in the burkha then asked the cashier when she was going to
stop bombing her countrymen, explaining that she was Iraqi.
A gentleman standing behind my son stepped forward, putting his arm
around my son's shoulders, and nodding towards my son, said in a calm
and gentle voice to the Iraqi woman: "Lady, hundreds of thousands of men
and women like this young man have fought and died so that you could
stand here, in MY country and accuse a check-out cashier of bombing your
Countrymen.
It is my belief that had you been this outspoken in YOUR OWN country we
wouldn't need to be there today. But, hey, if you have now learned how
to speak out so loudly and clearly I'll gladly pay your way back to Iraq
so you can straighten out the mess you are obviously here to avoid."
"LAND OF MANYANA"
As some of you may know, one of my sons serves in the military. He is
still stateside, here in California. He called me yesterday to let me
know how warm and welcoming people were to him, and his troops,
everywhere he goes, telling me how people shake their hands, and thank
them for being willing to serve, and fight, for not only our own
freedoms but so that others may have them also.
But he also told me about an incident in the grocery store he stopped
at yesterday, on his way home from the base. He said that ahead of
several people in front of him stood a woman dressed in a burkha. He
said when she got to the cashier she loudly remarked about the US flag
lapel pin the cashier wore on her smock.
The cashier reached up and touched the pin, and said proudly, "yes, I
always wear it."
The woman in the burkha then asked the cashier when she was going to
stop bombing her countrymen, explaining that she was Iraqi.
A gentleman standing behind my son stepped forward, putting his arm
around my son's shoulders, and nodding towards my son, said in a calm
and gentle voice to the Iraqi woman: "Lady, hundreds of thousands of men
and women like this young man have fought and died so that you could
stand here, in MY country and accuse a check-out cashier of bombing your
Countrymen.
It is my belief that had you been this outspoken in YOUR OWN country we
wouldn't need to be there today. But, hey, if you have now learned how
to speak out so loudly and clearly I'll gladly pay your way back to Iraq
so you can straighten out the mess you are obviously here to avoid."
"LAND OF MANYANA"
