This AP News article took me back to another Sunday morning, standing at the intersection of Rue de Rosiers and Rue Ferdinand Duval, near our Paris Apt Rental. I’d walked down the very narrow street to a Jewish Bakery for our daily bread – and some goodies.
And nearby was a plaque, that I made this photograph of. And after I read it, closed my eyes and opened them and saw nothing that could not have been 1944 and I was there, then, being taken to Auschwitz. And it was the most terrified I’ve ever been.
And thought, I’d served in a Missile Control Center on a U.S.N. Polaris Fleet Ballistic Missile Submarine. Willing to be directly responsible for the unimaginable, collateral incineration of millions of innocents.
I need to have a serious discussion with The Great Spirit.
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