Silent vigil for peace
Mood:  d'oh
Topic: vigil for peace
Wednesday I made it to the vigil for peace in front of the post office. About 7 or 8 of us--some coming late and/or leaving early.
One woman drove by us in her blue sedan with the windows rolled up tight against a most lovely spring day. She looked over at us grimacing and shaking her head...no...Now who in the world would have such an adamant reaction to a small group of people standing on the sidewalk advocating peace? Beyond me...
Another man walked by with a smug grin on his face. He said, "I don't think the world is ready for peace." OK--that seems reasonable. Then he says, "why don't you people go over to Iraq and do this...with Osama." Still the grin. Now of course, that is supremely unreasonable. Excuse me sir--Osama does not live in Iraq. It's that simple, sir: Check your facts?! You vote, and you are that ignorant?

But the UPS man gave us a wave going west, and later a thumbs up going east. And a man appeared before me with his hand out. "Fred ________," he said, "Vietnam 1969." And he shook all our hands and thanked us. He said he was going to The U in Seattle that night to a meeting about allowing recruiters on campus. Thank-you for stopping sir.