My mother, Mary Pepple, died a few days ago at the age of 97. In 1943, she volunteered for the Navy as part of the WAVES program. She was never sent overseas, and from what I gather, she was just a clerk here in the States, and she saw her first naval vessel on a trip to California after she was discharged. My father, who served in the Army, was also a volunteer. What about me? I concede I protested against our involvement in Vietnam, something which I wouldn't do today. After 9/11, I was ready to enlist, but a younger friend tried to do that and they turned him down due to his advanced age. In fact, neither my wife nor I were even allowed to give blood since we had spent too much time in England and so might have mad cow disease. Sheesh. What to do to help out? Ok, the one thing I could do was to learn Arabic and help with translating documents. So, I've been working on Arabic for several years now, but no one has asked for any help. Still, it does help me understand what is going on in the Arab world, and that's a plus, I think. Nevertheless, let it be known that if we weren't at war with the Islamofascists, I would not bother with Arabic.