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I saw Old Glory put to shame, under the eagle on high. She was faded, threadbare and torn, an unbearable sight. As I stood motionless, not knowing what to do, my mind took on a foggy haze. When it faded away, I was viewing a large, silent movie screen. There were military soldiers fighting a war. Somehow, I knew I would be drawn into this nightmare. My body sort of floated across the threshold from here to there, with the pain of a lightning bolt. I was on the battlefield. I faintly could see an American flag through the artillery smoke. I saw the stars and our heroes fighting below. I saw dismembered arms and legs lying in the mud and blood, and lifeless bodies everywhere. I saw cloth and threads covered in red and countless puddles of blood lost. I saw stripes of white like snow like our troops endured in the war in Europe long ago. I saw shades of blue as our military Navy slowly sank into the abyss of the sea. At that moment, I knew this was a special time in my life, and I also knew this was all true. I felt a heavy weight on my shoulders. My feet felt heavy, and when I looked down each foot had about 20 pounds of mud on each of my gum boots. I had a military uniform on, a heavy military backpack and my helmet, which weighed me down. This is not a legend or a story. This actually happened. I had a vision. In reality, I had learned what was missing of Old Glory did not matter, for she was still stars and stripes of red, white and blue, forever and true. Also clutched in my hand was my M-16, still warm from firing. I remembered how much I did not want to be where I was, like many others before me. I carried the wounded and prayed over the dead. In that short moment, it was the length of a lifetime. Mortars and grenades were exploding all around me, and I thought I was going to die. I had experienced something never seen or done before. For that short time, I was in the military. At that moment, I felt my brother soldier shaking my shoulder to come to myself. The neighbor from across the street from Old Glory was shaking my shoulder and asking if something was wrong. I said, “No, you just made everything right.” Yes, I did have a vision.



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