livendive 8 #1 November 11, 2003 My girlfriend and I visited the "Travelling Wall" last week and it got her thinking about a letter to the editor she clipped out of the newspaper some 15 years ago. Well she dug it up and sent it to me today, and I thought it was pretty poignant, so I'm posting it here: "The Wall I have seen the Vietnam Wall. I do not forget its touch. I cannot remove the vision of its black lists from my eyes' memory: small squares which escalate to monolithic blocks of cold flesh; the tiny tablets rise over my head, or rather, I descend step-by-step beneath them. But it is not the wall which holds my gaze. Three men stand guard at the entrance to the wall. Rather, their stationary pose connotes a desire to flee, but they are unable to flee a threat which they do not know, nor cannot see, nor touch, nor hear, not taste. Their eyes, however, leave little doubt: they smell fear. I smell with them, and I am taken back to the jungle I have never seen. My feet, like theirs, turn to stone. How should I, mere mortal, not share the feat of these three colossal men of stone, whose obvious manhood belies their youthful visages. It is obvious they are larger than I am or may ever hope to be, but that helps me to share their emotion: I cannot forget that men who belong on a pedestal stand in fear. -Bruce Hunter" Blues, Dave"I AM A PROFESSIONAL EXTREME ATHLETE!" (drink Mountain Dew) Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
