And I find that harder to wrap my head around than the fact that he's now been gone for more years than he'd been alive when we met.
Steve Golden, 7/18/57 – 1/23/90
I'm a part of that subset of Boomers who didn't have to go to war. Too young for Vietnam, too old for the Gulf. Hell, we didn't even have to register for the draft when I came of age.
But that doesn't mean we didn't still suffer the loss of war; a silent, yet deadly war we fought in the streets, in hospitals and the halls of Congress that easily ripped as many of our finest from us as armed combat on foreign soil.
I knew of Steve, and only met in passing. Your words have brought back many memories of those trying times. I'm sorry for your loss but thank you for sharing.
Every now and then reading the diary of a man you have never met takes one out of their skin …
I come here every day for a bit of sanity .. of course it is touching to remember the war we waged..but to see the face of someone that turned the age I am turning this year put it into prospective.
As always good luck to you and Ben and thanks for sharing your thoughts.
Tim in Paris