My next door neighbor just received a phone call from Ft. Campbell. His son, a private in the Army, was on patrol in a Humvee in Iraq, we do not know where, when a roadside bomb shredded the humvee. He has multiple fractures in one leg, a broken arm and a possible broken vertabrae. He is in transition to Germany. Everything is very preliminary, but I knew this kid. He used to mow my lawn when I was sick a few years back. He graduated high school, wandered around unsure about what to do with his life so he decided to enlist. He was a bit naive, but the army I believe taught him respect for himself and others. I spoke to him in February before he shipped out. He sounded like he had really matured. I didn't express my anger to his father when I spoke to him a few minutes ago. It's not appropriate. However, I despise more than ever this administration and what it is doing to our young men and women and all those Iraqis having to live under this insane invasion and occupation! Impeach the fuckers!

His name is Perry. I am sure he would appreciate the good vibes or prayers if you are so inclined.