by Heather Bowser
At that moment, I felt the weight of the suffering of all our Vietnam Veterans on me. I felt the pain of losing my own veteran Father all over again. I felt intense sorrow for this girl, Jennifer, whom I had never met.
I felt the emotional pain of what it must have been like for her to grow up without an arm.My own disability came to the forefront of my mind. I felt badly for her Mother, my mother, all the Veteran's widows.