The Lost War

Last Thursday I went to the "where the warriors go" trying to do voluntary service. The Hospital is somehow depressing, cold and poor in light. Everybody there need medical attention, but also a better service. Count-less times I heard a scream said: "NEXT in line!" I think is rude to yell, and somehow makes me angry. These people keep forgetting that once they were young and, surprisingly, braver than most people around us; including them. Why they are treated rudely? I can recall this man in the front desk who could barely walks and his medical situation. I believe that the receptionists treated him disrespectful by saying that there is nothing that they could do; but he needed to do a lot of walking. I'd have seen other workers, like doctors, asking for help like wheelchair; and this woman just denied any help. Where is the Glory of serve our Nation? Where is the Greatness?

About two weeks ago, I sent Mrs. A. Tuner an email telling her that I would like to participate in the Voluntary Service at Legacy. She hasn't reply yet. I'm planning to go and see her today after my medical appointment.

I went to Legacy around 1:30pm today. There was no body there. Left a message to A. Turner with my intentions and phone number. She has not replied yet. By the other hand, I asked about volunteering at "where the warriors go". Wondering if it would be possible...