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I had always imagined with horror what it would be like to get the news that my son was killed in Iraq. Then it happened.
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  • God Bless

    God Bless you and you son Ms. Miller.

  • Sorrow Deep As Anger

    Ms. Miller, I am so sorry for the loss of your son. I have a son, 23 years old, my only child. I can imagine your pain, though I'm sure I can't come close to feeling it.

    I'm not as gracious as you, though. I do blame someone for your son's death. First, George W. Bush for his egomaniacal treatment of our military as his personal set of green army men. More than Bush, I blame the Congress for the loss of too many of our service people. Bush is wreckless, almost sociopathic in his disregard for other people's lives. But it's Congress's job to put a check on a power-mad would-be tyrant. And they haven't done their job. And our children are dying.

    And every day, more people like your son, who don't deserve to die, do die. Tomorrow, and the next day, and the next, and the next. And Congress has its head in the sand.

    When will we ever learn? When will we ever learn?

  • War is a Racket

    Major General Smedley Butler explained the real nature of american war machinary years ago. Its' a pity that you didnt read his book and stopped your son from being a part of this racket.

    Its not too late even now. Give up working for these racketeers and educate all the fathers and mothers who have sent their children to die for Betchel and Haliburton and save more lives from being sacrificed to the alter of mammon.

  • Thank you

    Thank you, ma'am, for the dual gifts of your son and such intimate memories.

  • Peace for your family.

    Ms. Miller, your article ripped through me this morning. I've got nothing political to say, only how very sad I am to read of the loss of your son. Thank you for sharing this with the world.

  • Where is America?

    Can someone please point me in the direction toward America? I seem to have lost my way here, because I would have sworn that America was a good and righteous place, where hard work and ideas still flourished and the populace feared only the notion of fear. Yes, sir, could you please give me directions back, because I think I'm in the wrong place.

    How did we manage to stumble into a country where thousands of son could be killed for lies? And let no one doubt that they were indeed lies lest they need to read the numerous books, articles and blog posts that show it to be true. How? I honestly want someone to tell me, because I think I'm getting nauseated by the overwhelming stench of fear and tears and bullshit that has come to permeate this country's very soil.

    I'm trying so hard to avoid profanity in describing my feelings right now, but I weep with Christy Miller and every mother who has had that same horrible news walk across her lawn and it makes me so absolutely angry that my hands shake as I write this letter.

    This is not my country. America, torturing innocent people? America, torturing ANYONE? America, locking people up indefinitely? America, being led by cowardly men who will never have to experience the kind of loss that Christy Miller has?

    My apologies to the standards of discourse but this situation is profane. So what the FUCK is going on? Is this anyone's vision of America? How can anyone with a conscience or a brain or any kind of morality not want to scream out with righteous anger against the inhumanity and injustice that is now being visited upon the world by what was once the greatest country on earth? How can the moral possibly say that more must sacrifice as the morass grows deeper?

    How can anyone, anyone look around and not see that we have fallen farther and faster that I ever thought possible.

    Please, I'm begging as a literate, intelligent and plain sentient being: let's stop this insanity, this immoral thrill ride we've been on for the last 5 years. Please, America, stop the car and throw out the drunk behind the wheel, before we hit a wall.

    Please.

  • Give me five more minutes

    It's 6:06AM. These are the first words I read today. Thank you for putting the real face of this American tragedy on this utterly horrible and useless war. We need our troops and the dedication of our military to protect us. War is tragic at all times, but these losses in the Middle East are so indescribably useless and heartbreaking that it never leaves the mind.

    I hope our leaders sleep little and suffer the pain American families feel at the loss of our children.

  • My heart aches for you and all the others who have lost loved ones in this senseless war

    Thank you for sharing your pain and grief with us. I have two sons who were both Marines, my younger son was in the Afghanistan and Iraq campaigns. Thankfully he got out of the Marines alive and whole. I can only begin to imagine the hell you've gone through and go through every day.

    I'm not going to indulge myself in a political rant about the war.

    This is not the time or place.

    Please know we all hold you and all the other bereaved families in our hearts and thoughts and we wish you peace and balm.

  • Dear Mrs. Miller,

    I am crying for your catastrophe. I am so, so sorry at the loss of your son, Aaron.

  • death of a son

    Mrs. Miller,

    Please except my sympathies for the death of your son. My son is in the Army, currently serving in Ramadi and the fear for his safety is a constant with everyone who cares about him. He was married two months before he deployed. My husband and I visited his young wife this weekend and she said they want to freeze his sperm when he is home on leave. That way if he does not come back she can still have his baby. He is due home to come home in November for two weeks and we are going to have the freezing done then. If he should not come back there will at least be the home of some piece of him remaining on the earth. It calms my fears some to think of that, and it is something Aaron's mother does not have.