Saturday, June 09, 2007
A Ground for Freedom and Peace
This is good.
Labels: Cindy Sheehan, Crawford
Monday, August 22, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Joan Baez


September 21, 2005
I didn't get to see Joan Baez performance from the front of the stage, because I had volunteered to do security for her. So I just got to stand right next to her as she waited to go on stage. She is 64 years old and absolutely beautiful. She had bought her plane tickets before she was even invited to Crawford. Opening song: This is My Song - see next entry.
Juan Torres
September 21, 2005This is a photo of a collage that was set up at CCII. Juan Torres Sr. told me that his son, Juan, was stationed in Aghanistan with only 12 days of his duty left when he died due to "suicide" (or as the DOD has it listed, non-combat injuries). Juan had been in the military for 8 yrs., had 12 days until he could come home to his girlfriend, and he kills himself? With his own rifle? The family is left with many un-dotted i's, questions not answered, and silence from our gov. And one VERY grief-torn father. Guesses on what may have been the motivation for a cover-up on this death?
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Camp Casey II
August 21, 2005Camp Casey I still lives beside the road on the way to George's ranch. We passed it on the way here. Camp Casey II is on an acre of land that is pretty darn close to George's ranch, but since the ranch is 1600 acres, I don't think we have ever been very close to THE MAN. CCII has full kitchen facilities - two huge gas stoves, large storage tanks of water, and ice, ice, and more ice. Food Not Bombs, with the help of many volunteers, feed us well every day.
For some great photos of Camp Casey, this blog is good: Alaska Gyrl in Crawford
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The Yellow Rose

8-21-05
The Yellow Rose. I saw two stores in Crawford. This one is at the main intersection of town. The big "tablets" contain the Ten Commandments.
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Welcome to Crawford!
8-21-05What a warm welcome!
Can't wait to meet you, Mr. Bush, and ask you some hard questions about the purpose of our sons and daughters dying in this war. And while I have your attention, what about Valerie Plame?
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Texan Reality Check
We didn't move too quickly this morning - ate breakfast around noon, then moseyed along in the stifling Texas heat and humidity. We made a stop at Wal-Mart (I'm sorry, God, but where do ya go in Waco, TX to buy some of the necessities in life? I will have to do penance for this one! ) to buy a big umbrella to donate to Camp Casey, since we had read that there is a lack of trees and shade there. We also bought a bunch of Gatorade to donate. Since Wal-mart gives me the heebies in my stomach, I didn't last long in there, and decided I'd rather sit out in the heat than suffer in the cool, over-loaded-with-stuff store. I parked myself outside on a bench and watched the shoppers come and go. Soon a man sat down beside me. We exchanged pleasantries and I soon found out that he was a disabled vet - a very TEXAS disabled vet. I, in my most cautious, yet sweet way, said to him, "I don't know how you feel about this, but my friends and I are down here to ask Mr. Bush some hard questions about this war." He totally shocked me by replying that he had voted for Bush and now he was sorry. He said that this war was wrong and another Vietnam. He expressed his sadness about killing people in Vietnam. We parted with a warm handshake -and I left with tears in my eyes, gratitude for this beautiful human and hope.
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It's a Long Way From Denver To Crawford
Yesterday was one long drive to Crawford - 17 hours, including our stop in Colorado Springs and the time it took to take care of our booboo (We left one of our members at a gas station without realizing it. Thank God for cell phones!).
At the Pikes Peak Peace & Justice Center in Colorado Springs, we were greeted by Colo Sprgs channel 5 and a warm group of peace people. They had cookies, coffee and BATHROOMS! They held a circle with us and offered a Jewish prayer for our trip. It was absolutely beautiful.
In some Smalltown, TX, USA town, we stopped for gas. Sara's t-shirt read, "I Still Hate Bush". The locals guys hanging out at the station didn't even act like we were there. Ellen had to ask to be able to pay for her gas.
We landed at a Motel 6 in Waco, Tx at 3:00 a.m., local time. We were very tired, but not bushed!
Saturday, August 20, 2005
The Crowd Assembles

August 20, 2005
This photo is of Dave, Sarah, Chun Pan, and Michael (my honey, here to say goodbye) in the parking lot of Mile Hi Church as we prepare to leave.
Saturday a.m. Originally, we were going to leave at 5:30 a.m. this morning and have 13 people in our caravan. Things have changed, and now we are leaving at 8:30 with 8 people, 3 cars. I am exhausted from a couple of days of little sleep.
We are a diverse group - Sara, 20, is the youngest. Her boyfriend, Jacob (Krash) is 26. The rest of us - we are old enough to not divulge our ages - are Dave, Karen, R, Ellen, Joanne and me. Peace-making begins right away. Sara and Jacob are smokers. They don't have a car to drive. The rest of us are allergic to smoke, dislike smoke or have asthma. Now that we are all assembled and ready to go, what do we do? I decide that since it is my preference not to be around smoke, but my health is good, I will be the one to drive Sara and Krash to Crawford - but no smoking in my car!!!
An independent film-maker was going to come with us, but he had to withdraw at the last minute. He is making a film about peace activism. Maybe some of the footage he took while we were preparing to leave will be in the film.
So excited! Don't know what to expect in Crawford.
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
The Road to Crawford
On August 4th, Cindy emailed me, telling me that she was going to go to Crawford to camp in a ditch and ask Mr. Bush to tell her what "noble cause" her son died for in Iraq. She asked if I wanted to go to Crawford. I was bummed that my family was already going to be flying to Boston for a very important family event. While in Boston, I kept up with the news and realized that this was not just Cindy sitting in a tent by the side of the road. Others were joining her and the media was putting out her message all over the country. My email friend had become a hero!
After I got back from Boston, I received an email announcing that Karen Trietsch (her website is http://www.justpeaceworks.org) was organizing a caravan to Crawford. I had never heard of Karen, but I immediately emailed her. Two minutes after clicking the "send" button, my phone rang.
The rest is history...
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