Topic: "Not a Bang,a Whimper"(7)
"How can a day which marks the end of a war be anything other than special?" asked Frodo.
Frodo thought a lot today about a young man once named Jesus Fonseca, who was born in Mexico but grew up near the Shire, and who died from a sniper's bullet somewhere in the arid rain forests of Iraq. Frodo neither knew his name nor heard the story of his short life, but the printed obituary was an open invitation for anyone, if not everyone, to attend and pay their respects. Frodo felt it was his place to be there, and to share in the grief of Pvt. Fonseca's friends and family, going hime.
George W. Bush was not there, nor was Dick Cheney. Paul Wolfowitz must've had something else important to do that day, Rumsfeld and Rice were probably working on a revised strategic policy or something similar. Phil Gingrey, Saxby Chambliss, and Johnny Isaakson, the Congressional representatives, Frodo's sure, must've sent their regrets, too.
Frodo stood next to the Honor Guard, a black woman of magnificent composure and grace. She alone saw the tear in the eye of the Hobbit. Jesus Fonseca was just a baby.
The next day, Jesus Fonseca's remains were caissoned to a little village in the country of his birth. The country for which he died sort of waved good-bye as he passed through on his final journey.
Tomorrow, there will be arguments about a continuing resolution, how to pay for a tax cut, and which of the contestants are ahead in elections to come. No one, save Frodo, will long remember Jesus Fonseca, and the fact that a mere baby died in support of a nation that wants to deport everydody who doesn't fill out the proper forms or speak without an accent. Fitting it is, that in broken Spanish, Frodo mouths the words "Vaya con Dios Jesus Fonseca, muchas gracias."