An Iraq Combat Veteran's Mother's State of Out Family Address

'My brothers and sisters in peace I wish I could tell you that since my son has returned to civilian life our family is whole and happy but this is not the case. My 21 year old son is homeless, unemployed and on Jan. 11th in the early morning he drove his car over an embankment. Anyone who has seen the car says he shouldn't have survived the crash.

I remember the day I got the phone call..My son was back in the states. I fell to the floor sobbing, thanking the creator that my son was alive. Little did I know at that time that all that returned was a physical shell. My son's spirit and soul must still be wandering the streets of Iraq.

You'd have to know my son. This child turned man. My son used to be a sensitive guy. I remember when he wanted a kitten because dogs scared him. We went to a farm and he picked the scrawniest, ugliest smallest kitten there. My son slept with that cat till the day he left for boot camp. Is this the same person that used to hold my hand as a teenager or throw his arm around me when we were out in public? Is this the same person that we always made sure we said goodnight to each other and expressed our love? When we were apart talked on the phone as frequently as possible and always ended each phone call with I love you? Is this the son who held me in his arms and we cried together at the airport when he was leaving for Iraq? Where is my son? GEORGE BUSH, GIVE ME BACK MY SON!"
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