While the warbirds congregate to destroy each other, bombing the hospitals, orphanages and homes of their neighbors, and creating untenable battles around the planet, and thus implicating all of us, I am reminded of how many times my husband and I marched in the streets to try and stop war and promote peace.
We peace activists go way, way back.
Instead of talking about it, allow me to show you.
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