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I staggered out of bed after about four hour's sleep, saw some terribly ominous posts on TNB that didn't make much sense, stumbeled downstairs for the first cup of coffee, turned on CNN ... and dropped the cup of coffee. It didn't get cleaned up for a couple of hours.

Six weeks before that we had gone to the wedding of my girlfriend's son, a Marine Corps officer. He left on a Westpac cruise two weeks after that. As what happened sunk in - just about the time the first tower sank to the ground - it occurred to me that he would NOT be making the normal, routine Westpac cruise that sailors and marines had been making since '75 (his unit was one of the first into Afganistan, and he's been to Iraq twice since).

I was scared - not so much for myself, but for my two of my daughters and my grandson living in St. Louis, for my girlfriend's son. I was outraged - at the cocksuckers who did it, and at the fact I was too gawdamned old, too gawdamned fat, too gawdamned asthmatic to go back into the Navy.