Monkey-brained Musings
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Camp Casey
Cindy Sheehan has returned to Camp Casey outside of Bush's Crawford ranchette and filed a very moving post:
The most emotional thing for me though was walking through the main tent and seeing the huge painting on canvas of Casey. Many things hit me all at once: That this huge movement began because of Casey's sacrifice; thousands, if not millions of people know about Casey and how he lived his life and the wrongful way in which he was killed; but the thing that hit me the hardest was how much I miss him. I miss him more everyday. It seems the void in my life grows as time goes on and I realize I am never going to see him again or hear his voice. In addition to all this, the portrait is so beautiful and moving and it captures Casey's spirit so well. I sobbed and sobbed. I was surrounded by photographers, I looked around until I finally found a friendly face, then the news people crushed in on me and I couldn't breathe. I didn't mean to have such a dramatic re-entrance to Camp Casey, but the huge portrait of Casey really surprised me.
This amazing historical event is happening just up the road from us. The friends that have been there have returned with moving stories of the camp and the people that are there. My wife is out of town; otherwise, we would be up there this weekend. We'll make the trip next weekend. Meanwhile, this Sunday is a national day of prayer.
Cindy Sheehan has returned to Camp Casey outside of Bush's Crawford ranchette and filed a very moving post:
The most emotional thing for me though was walking through the main tent and seeing the huge painting on canvas of Casey. Many things hit me all at once: That this huge movement began because of Casey's sacrifice; thousands, if not millions of people know about Casey and how he lived his life and the wrongful way in which he was killed; but the thing that hit me the hardest was how much I miss him. I miss him more everyday. It seems the void in my life grows as time goes on and I realize I am never going to see him again or hear his voice. In addition to all this, the portrait is so beautiful and moving and it captures Casey's spirit so well. I sobbed and sobbed. I was surrounded by photographers, I looked around until I finally found a friendly face, then the news people crushed in on me and I couldn't breathe. I didn't mean to have such a dramatic re-entrance to Camp Casey, but the huge portrait of Casey really surprised me.
This amazing historical event is happening just up the road from us. The friends that have been there have returned with moving stories of the camp and the people that are there. My wife is out of town; otherwise, we would be up there this weekend. We'll make the trip next weekend. Meanwhile, this Sunday is a national day of prayer.
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