• Semi-Hemi-Lemmygod@lemmy.world
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    7 months ago

    One of the few times I’ve seen my dad cry was when we were touring college. We went to his alma mater and when we walked by the administrative building he started talking about how they took it over when Nixon started bombing Cambodia. He trailed off and his eyes filled with tears. And it wasn’t sadness. It was anger. He was furious at the people who were needlessly throwing away lives.