On my way there, at the airport actually there were a few soldiers, army personnel I should say, very young, fresh faced and eager waiting for their flight to Pensacola, FL I should assume. They all looked so young, healthy and enthusiastic, quite unlike the image you have of them from the media as being led off to Iraq to die--which I couldn't help thinking to myself. I couldn't help thinking, the next time we see this cheery man that is happily chowing down on his burger, maybe in a body bag. Maybe. Hopefully not, but maybe. I just couldn't let that vision burn me. But they all seemed so happy, fulfilled, as if they were going to do something they were naturally inclined or destined to do, not being led to the slaughter at all.
Just wondered how people like that build up their psyche.