We’re taking the advice of a friend and watching the PBS documentary, “The Vietnam War,” by Ken Burns and Lynn Novick, by streaming it via our Roku. That way, we can watch it together and watch an episode every few days. Having a day or two between makes it more bearable.
And by “bearable,” I don’t mean that it’s plodding or unremarkable. It is anything but. The thing is, we’ve watched just four parts, and it’s been impossible to get through any of them without lumpy throats and teary eyes.
We had friends and family in the service who were affected by that war. And the domestic scenes ... we were all there for that (those of us born in the 50s or earlier).
It’s hard to watch, but we’re glad to be seeing it. What about you? Comments? Let us know what strikes you about the series. Does it represent your point of view on the times and the war?
– That lump-in-the throat and teary-eyed feeling watching this series is similar to how we felt touring the local Museum of the Forgotten Warriors. If you’ve found yourself sucked into the documentary, you owe it to yourself to visit this local marvel of a museum – open Saturdays from 10 a.m.-3 p.m. at 5865 A Road, Marysville, 95901.
– We’re late reporting this, but the Sutter Board of Supervisors had declared the month of September as Lao-Hmong History Month. “Little known was the role of the Hmong in fighting a secret war in Laos on behalf of the United States government from 1960-75,” it was stated.
Many Hmong were relocated to the U.S. to protect them from a wave of ethnic cleansing after 1975. Many families live in the Yuba-Sutter area.
The declaration noted that the Hmong supported the U.S. during the Vietnam War, guarded U.S. personnel and installations, gathered intelligence, performed rescue missions and fought in conventional and guerrilla combat; noted the thousands killed and wounded and those still missing in action; and noted how thousands had to leave their homes to seek safety in other countries.
Thumbs Up: Here’s hoping you can make time tonight at 7 p.m. or Sunday at 4 p.m. to take in a performance of “Sing for the Cure” at St. Andrew Presbyterian Church, 1390 Franklin Road, Yuba City.
The performances are hosted by the Yuba Sutter Oratorio Society’s Yuba Sutter Symphony and Chorus.
“It’s not the dollars raised, but the opportunity to come and reflect,” said participant and organizer Chris Kersting. Still, it’s a free concert with donations to benefit the Geweke Caring for Women Foundation.
The presentations include narration, orchestra and chorus. Words are based on the true stories of breast cancer survivors and their families.
Thumbs Down: Mostly, when we think of the issue of bullying, we think of kids on a schoolyard, big and little, older/younger, brute/weakling. But the truth is that anyone can be bullied. Any age, size and type of person can be a bully or be bullied. Including our neighbors with intellectual or physical disabilities.
We recently printed a story that included information about a local 45-year-old autistic man who had his bike and his billfold taken from him. And he’s had it happen before.
PRIDE Industries and other local agencies work with folks with disabilities, and provide coaching to clients on interacting with the public and protecting themselves from being ripped off. And that’s all to the good.
But, please, everyone, be on the lookout for this sort of thing happening and call for help if you see it.
The last thing we want to have happen is for vulnerable individuals to cut themselves off from the rest of the community because they’re scared of being harassed or taken advantage of. We want them to be able to participate in society, not hide from it. Otherwise, we all lose.
Ugh (submitted by one of my “mature” buddies): A widower walks into an upscale cocktail lounge. He’s in his mid-80s, well-dressed, well-groomed. He’s wearing a great looking suit, has a flower in his lapel and smells slightly of an expensive aftershave. A sharp-dressed man.
Seated at the bar is a classy looking lady in her mid-70s.
The sharp old gentleman walks over and sits alongside her. He orders a drink and takes a sip. He slowly turns to the lady and says:
“So, tell me... do I come here often?”