It's Black Monday, Penelope's is closed. But the kids at Starbucks have created such an appeal that I have no hesitation spending an hour or two or three there crafting this week's write. Robin, the manager, and her assistant Barb have created a great place to visit friends or ponder ideas.
I've burned enough brain cells attempting to rationalize why once again I must write this week's column on Memorial Day. I even received e-mail from a reader asking, "Dr. Joe, why not write something different on Memorial Day?"
I thought deeply about his inquiry; Anita Brenner has already addressed the issue in her column, so what do I hope to accomplish? Will it make a difference in the lives of readers whether or not they attend the ceremony? Does it help the nation and the lost soldiers? Do my words promote peace? Will the memory of J.P. Blecksmith and Todd Bryant linger any closer to our hearts? Are my words merely a door to lock out the ghost of Vietnam? Do I write for the soldiers who can no longer speak?