They are such well mannered young men. (most of them) Ther were some sitting around the table at the shop this evening, and when I went to sit down, they all stood, and the one closest to me pulled out my chair. I thought that was so nice. They always call me ma'am, say please and thank you, and just generally act like gentlemen, even when they are in the midst of a little youthful exuberance. Some of the regulars that had been in Iraq are beginning to get back. I am glad that so far, none of them that we know were killed or badly injured. Some of the first ones back that were injured hobbled in on crutches, or were all bandaged up, but they came in right from the hospital. They are so proud to have served their country in wartime, and all of them say they would go back if needed. Some of the conditions of the Iraqi people that they tell us about is just heartbreaking. Children maimed, fathers and brothers dragged away, never to be seen again, women raped and tortured for the amusement of those sick a$$holes in charge. If the men and women that served proudly think it was a just war, I tend to believe it, even if I hadn't already thought so.