Monday, February 21, 2011

Mosaic Monday

Children Of War
I have always believed that no matter what the war is called or on what shore the war is waged, the children are the ones that ultimately pay the price. Among the numerous news articles that were tucked inside the pages of the Viet Nam Cease Fire scrapbook that I have been sharing with you were these. I won't add a lot of wordy comments and thoughts to the pictures. Just the captions that were below them. They pretty much speak for themselves.

Near Michelin Plantation, these two children struggle with a large sack as they flee a battle. 


Four children on a highway near Pleiku back-pack their possessions and head for a refugee camp.


A young girl rocks her baby sister in a hammock at Long Thanh, which was destroyed during a firefight.


At Bu Chi, which was destroyed in fighting, a bicycle wheel is all that this tot has to remember his father.
  
It's a happy and a little bit uncomfortable moment for Maj. Hayden J. Lockhart Jr. as he meets for the first time, his 7 year old son, Jamie, at Travis Air Force Base.
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You are probably wondering why I added this last picture with the first four. The first years of a child's life are the years when those lasting child/parent bonds form. I can only imagine the struggle that this father and son had building those bonds after 7 years.

Wouldn't it be nice if mankind would find another way to settle their differences? Just saying!

Why not join me at at the Little Red House to visit some more mosaic presentations. Have a Blessed Day!

7 comments:

Mike Golch said...

a sobering reminder of what hell is caused by war.

farmlady said...

Oh Jo.... all the children that suffer in the hands of man's stupidity. It's sad isn't it?
We just never seen to learn.

Sheila said...

You are so right Jo - it's the children who suffer and these photos you've saved are very special. Thanks for sharing them!

Stacey Rider said...

What an interesting post - first on my birthday and second that one of the images hit close to home. I dated that young American boy "Jamie" when he was in High School. I've kept in touch with his Mother all these years. My Father was also a Pilot in the Air Force and I lived without him during his three tours in Vietnam. Leaves a permanent mark...

Joy said...

Oh Jo, this was so sobering. Yes, the innoncent ones--usually the women and children are the ones who suffer the most. So sad, and the photos haunt.

Lib said...

Sad but seems children are always the ones to suffer!
Have agreat wk.
Blessins',Lib

ancient one said...

What a great post. I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to encourage others to come read this. You have a beautiful blog.