So can the life of a loved one waiting at home to hear the voice of that soldier, just to know that he or she is OK. I was only 10 at the time, but one of my most vivid childhood memories was the look of joy and relief on my parents’ faces when the phone would ring in the middle of the night, and it would be my brother calling from Da Nang or Phu Bai or Dong Ha. Those calls were rare and brief; phone time was like gold during the Vietnam War.
Today, there are about 200,000 Americans deployed in war zones and in peacekeeping operations throughout the world. Many of them are reserves and National Guard, who in their non-military careers serve as cops.
If you know these officers who are also soldiers, then you are probably doing everything that you can to help them and their loved ones left behind. If you don’t, you’re probably like the rest of the country. You sometimes forget that we’re at war.
It’s easy to forget the men and women we collectively refer to as “the troops.” It’s easy to forget the hardship they are suffering, the horrors that they must cope with, and the sacrifices that they have made.
But for many Americans, this war is not about news reports and political discussions. It’s about whether their husband, wife, son, daughter, or other loved one is OK. They don’t forget.