From one of my facebook friends, today: "Cindy, l had my 18 year old son read this post aloud. As he was reading l can see his eyes watering. No doubt Mario Jr. Was saddened as he continued to read. After reading this story he felt sorrow and inspired from a beautiful young man and what Casey had accomplished, your son Cindy. He told me "l can't hold a weapon, it will never bring peace nor solve anything. I rather hold a Bible and a flower". Cindy, we are so sorry for your loss. I would tell my son of the consequences of joining the armed forces but l think what stopped him from really thinking of joining is this story. Thank You My Friend for sharing ❤!" (This is why I do the work I do, and Casey is still inspiring peace).
Wow! That was wonderful. I learned so much more about Casey. I adore and devour personal narratives, and yours was warm, spiritual, and loving. Casey was an amazing man with an adoring family. Thank you so much for letting us know him a little better. He lives on in all of us who work for Peace against this rabid war machine.
I'm so glad I found your substack. Thank you for continuing to speak out. My heart is with you. I have admired you for a long time, even though you don't know me.
It is heartening to know that Casey has been and always will be a source of inspiration and strength for you.
Norwalk, Ca. ? I lived there from 1961 to 1969, graduating from Norwalk High in 1966. I guess Norwalk was a very quiet hotbed of insurgency in those days. Look at us both now....
I had my jewelry design business on Artesia Blvd. from 1976 to 2004, and my foreign car restoration business across the street from the Bellflower post office from 1990 to 2004, when I finally escaped to the Az. desert. I wouldn't be surprised if we have already met somewhere along the way in Cal., but I still look forward to meeting you again in person one of these days.
I looked up your ex- in my 1966 NHS annual, but he must have been in another school as a freshman.
From one of my facebook friends, today: "Cindy, l had my 18 year old son read this post aloud. As he was reading l can see his eyes watering. No doubt Mario Jr. Was saddened as he continued to read. After reading this story he felt sorrow and inspired from a beautiful young man and what Casey had accomplished, your son Cindy. He told me "l can't hold a weapon, it will never bring peace nor solve anything. I rather hold a Bible and a flower". Cindy, we are so sorry for your loss. I would tell my son of the consequences of joining the armed forces but l think what stopped him from really thinking of joining is this story. Thank You My Friend for sharing ❤!" (This is why I do the work I do, and Casey is still inspiring peace).
Casey was great, and he changed the world.
Thanks!
Love
C
Wonderful idea and so lovely it begins with Casey......brava Cindy!
Wow! That was wonderful. I learned so much more about Casey. I adore and devour personal narratives, and yours was warm, spiritual, and loving. Casey was an amazing man with an adoring family. Thank you so much for letting us know him a little better. He lives on in all of us who work for Peace against this rabid war machine.
Casey is one of my favorite subjects, thanks, Lynn!
I'm so glad I found your substack. Thank you for continuing to speak out. My heart is with you. I have admired you for a long time, even though you don't know me.
I’m glad you found me over here, as well! C
It is heartening to know that Casey has been and always will be a source of inspiration and strength for you.
Norwalk, Ca. ? I lived there from 1961 to 1969, graduating from Norwalk High in 1966. I guess Norwalk was a very quiet hotbed of insurgency in those days. Look at us both now....
I grew up in Bellflower. 1960 to 1980. My ex Pat Sheehan graduated from NHS n 1970. I graduated from BHS in 1975
I had my jewelry design business on Artesia Blvd. from 1976 to 2004, and my foreign car restoration business across the street from the Bellflower post office from 1990 to 2004, when I finally escaped to the Az. desert. I wouldn't be surprised if we have already met somewhere along the way in Cal., but I still look forward to meeting you again in person one of these days.
I looked up your ex- in my 1966 NHS annual, but he must have been in another school as a freshman.
Good call, Pat went to Bosco in Bellflower for his freshman year