(This is part of a weekly feature called Slice of Life Project)
I spent the weekend with a group of friends that I have known for at least 20 years: shooting billiards, debating politics, playing music and catching up on various aspects of our lives. (We also “compete” in what is known in our small circle as the Pool Championship of the World, complete with trophies and heartache and glory. I haven’t won in years. Darn it.). We’ve seen ourselves get married, have kids, get divorced and all sorts of things. Once a year, we gather together (usually in Connecticut, but not always) for a long weekend of re-connections and reminders that friendships don’t need to die off — they need to be nurtured and drawn upon, even when separated by geographic distance.
This weekend, as part of our gathering, we also went to the nearby military base, where two of my friends serve the country and work, and we all toured both a helicopter hanger (one of my friends is a pilot of a Chinook Helicopter) and the air guard base (where my other friend is part of the security detail and a small arms instructor). All of us got to sit inside the helicopter and check out the controls. It was pretty impressive to consider the amount of details that go into flying such a craft. Over at another part of the base, we handled rifles and machine guns (which I have shot before when I was in the National Guard many years ago).
But sitting in the pilot’s seat and feeling the cold weight of the guns also reminded me that we are a country at war. Both of my friends have done tours overseas in military hot zones (one year, we made a video of our annual gathering and sent it along to one of our friends who was in the Middle East on assignment) and the helicopter pilot is off in February for a year-long tour in Iraq. He seems non-plussed about it and says it is what he is trained to do, but the rest of us are nervous for him. This made our late-night discussions about world affairs (we are pretty much a divided group among Democrats and Republicans) interesting and heated and all the more important. We didn’t solve the problems of the world, but we sure as heck got deep into the issues.
Peace (in peace),
It is great that you can all get together and have these discussions even if you come from different viewpoints. I hope that does not change.
I am impressed. I bet that the discussed was interesting and intense and respectful!
Thank you Kevin, for this reminder.
I really appreciated reading out your experience touring the military base. Love the photo. It’s is amazing to me that so many people don’t really think about the fact that we are a country at war. There are so many complicated issues. It would have been interesting to hear your discussions with the divided group of friends.
Hmmm…I am pretty sure the solution to many of our world’s problems lies in weekends and relationships like this!
Thanks to everyone for their comments.
Friendship is crucial to happiness and I am blessed to have such great friends (even if some are Republicans and conservative).