Wednesday, May 5, 2010

What a day it has been up in the clouds? My good friend Tim almost joined my up here. I must say that the new doctor, Bobby Jorgenson, did an awful shot. I think we should sue him. But that is beside the point. Anyways, I think that revenge is not the way to get back at him. Especially in a situation that could cost you your life because you don't really know too much about this fellow. Everything will be alright. Live for the sake of Kathleen. What would she do without her father? There are so many things yet that you still owe her an explanation for. Bobby Jorgenson will have what is coming to him and you don't forget that.
Mary Anne Bell

Monday, May 3, 2010

Looking down upon the earth from heaven, there are alot of things that I see. I am truly mourning over the death of my dear friend, Kiowa. Dying in a shit field is not the way to die. No one deserves to die in a field full of shit. Why couldn't he have died a normal death? It was pretty much determined that when no one was able to find him at that moment, everyone knew that he was dead. You could feel the tension and the grief between all of them. Although there are many that believe that Kiowa's death was their fault, it is no one's fault. We all are going to die sometime. Even though we may want to choose how we leave this earth that is not possible. But...I don't want to talk about that anymore, for I may just overwhelm myself with more grief that I can bare. For my dear friend Tim, taking Kathleen to the field where Kiowa died will forever by engraved in her heart. I think that is something that she will always remember because she is still very young. She doesn't really understand why she is there and what significance it holds. She doesn't understand why people fight in wars or why you can't forget things that have happened to you. She is too young to understand any of this. I understand that you want her to see the lifestyle, but waiting until she was a little older may have helped her to better to relate and helped you to better answer her questions that she may have had. I find it very symbolic that you decided to leave your moccasins in the field where our dear friend died. As Kathleen stands beside you and looks at you in awe, she will probably never know what happened in that very spot that you guys were stand in.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Death of Kiowa

Although I am in heaven, I would still like to have a few words on what is going on in Vietnam. Hmm...where should I start??? I must say, that I am very devasted by the death of my dear friend Kiowa. His death would horrifying. I must say that Tim O'Brien did what he though was right an I can't fault him for it. At least now Kiowa will be joining me anytime now. I am not really at peace with myself. I don't know how to deal with the trauma of losing friends. But, I guess that I have been losing people my entire life and and this is not something new. I would like to say that Norman Bowker was also a dear friend of mine. I wish that I would have been there for him. I wish I would have been there to hear his voice in his time of pain. I wish I could have been there for him to pour out his heart to me. Amongst his silence was a lifetime of pain that no one ever cared to understand or care to want to know about. There is so much that I wish I could have done for my friend, but now they are only memories. At least we will be able to party it up in heaven. There's one thing that I can smile about and knowing that my dearest beloved Mark Fossie is thinking about me every day of his waking moments.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

I have just came to Vietnam to visit my beloved Mark Fossie. We have been in love with each other since the 6th grade. We're going live in a nice little gingerbread housewith nice little duckies.I knew then that we were bound to get married. I am going to spend the rest of my life with him. I love it here. The children that run away freely. I like the difference between the village life and the life that I live back home in Cleveland. I don't really know what to expect when I first arrive. Are there going to be bombs everywhere? How is Mark going to treat me? Well...whatever haappens I plan to spend all of my time with him. Every waking moment. I want to breathe the air he breathes, smell the air he smells, and fight the battles he fights.