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Home Front: Culture Wars
An Honest Confession of an American Coward
2006-11-16
Hat tip Blue Crab Boulevard.
by Pat Conroy

The true things always ambush me on the road and take me by surprise when I am drifting down the light of placid days, careless about flanks and rearguard actions. I was not looking for a true thing to come upon me in the state of New Jersey. Nothing has ever happened to me in New Jersey. But came it did, and it came to stay. In the past four years I have been interviewing my teammates on the 1966-67 basketball team at the Citadel for a book I'm writing. For the most part, this has been like buying back a part of my past that I had mislaid or shut out of my life. At first I thought I was writing about being young and frisky and able to run up and down a court all day long, but lately I realized I came to this book because I needed to come to grips with being middle-aged and having ripened into a gray-haired man you could not trust to handle the ball on a fast break.

When I visited my old teammate Al Kroboth's house in New Jersey, I spent the first hours quizzing him about his memories of games and practices and the screams of coaches that had echoed in field houses more than 30 years before. Al had been a splendid forward-center for the Citadel; at 6 feet 5 inches and carrying 220 pounds, he played with indefatigable energy and enthusiasm. For most of his senior year, he led the nation in field-goal percentage, with UCLA center Lew Alcindor (Kareem Abdul-Jabar) hot on his trail. Al was a battler and a brawler and a scrapper from the day he first stepped in as a Green Weenie as a sophomore to the day he graduated.
Posted by:Steve White

#11  Who can say it better than The Bard?

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.
Posted by: Mark E.   2006-11-16 16:48  

#10  I have come to a conclusion about my country that I knew then in my bones but lacked the courage to act on: America is good enough to die for even when if she is wrong.

I don't think our country was wrong to go there, it was very truely mismanaged from DC after we got there.

What a great confession, i Don't really hold the 20 year olds accountable as much as I hold the politico's accountable for their lack of understanding of total war and some lost concept of managing a war.
Posted by: 49 Pan   2006-11-16 13:08  

#9  Conroy gets my forgiveness when he goes to schools and gives speeches on making the right choice and the effect of making the right choice, and does an in-your-face to the communist teachers he stumbles across.
Posted by: wxjames   2006-11-16 12:32  

#8  Now if I could see this sort of confession from the rest of the left that is preparing to backstab the military and the nation again via a wanton acto fo cowardice in Iraq...

Posted by: OldSpook   2006-11-16 10:18  

#7  The prodigal son returns. . .

"How many times must we forgive our neighbors Lord?" and Jesus replies; " I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven." Mat 18:22
Posted by: GORT   2006-11-16 09:27  

#6  Amen, JFM. I applaud him for such introspection and repentance. A more respectable man on the "left" side of the fence we could not find right now.
Posted by: BA   2006-11-16 09:04  

#5  It was not merely about the treason to America but also about the terrible price paid by the Vietanmese and Cambodians after people like him managed to get America abandonning them.

But at least this guy repents for his errors. That makes still more loathsome teh Kerrys, and Jand Fondas who made Cambodian genocide possible and are proud of it.
Posted by: JFM   2006-11-16 08:56  

#4  confession is good for the soul.
Posted by: Frank G   2006-11-16 08:39  

#3  Amazing, powerful . . . welcome back, Mr. Conroy.
Posted by: Mike   2006-11-16 06:33  

#2  Pat Conroy also gave a great eulogy for his father, Col. Don Conroy, USMC:
His Black Sheep squadron is the first to reach the Korean Theater [in 1950] and American ground troops had been getting torn up by North Korean regulars. Let me do it in his voice:
"We didn't even have a map of Korea. Not zip. We just headed toward the sound of artillery firing along the Naktong River. They told us to keep the North Koreans on their side of the Naktong. Air power hadn't been a factor until we got there that day. I radioed to Bill Lundin I was his wingman. 'There they are. Let's go get'em.' So we did."
I was interviewing Dad so I asked, "how do you know you got them?"
"Easy," The Great Santini said. "They were running - it's a good sign when you see the enemy running. There was another good sign."
"What was that, Dad?"
"They were on fire."


And this about his mother:
During the Cuban Missile Crisis, my mother took me out to the air station where we watched Dad's squadron scramble on the runway on their bases at Roosevelt Road and Guantanamo.

In the car as we watched the A-4's take off, my mother began to say the rosary.

"You praying for Dad and his men, Mom?" I asked her.
"No, son. I'm praying for the repose of the souls of the Cuban pilots they're going to kill."
Posted by: Anguper Hupomosing9418   2006-11-16 04:51  

#1  At least Conroy has the guts to make such an honest self-appraisal. Many people go through their entire lives without spending a single moment enduring such candid introspection, not to mention publishing it for all to see.
Posted by: Zenster   2006-11-16 04:21  

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