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My Name Was Thomas


Waking in the morning and looking outside I saw a fire and it was named Thomas. It reminded me of my time in Vietnam and seeing napalm in action and the aftermath that followed. This fire brought back some of those horrific images. It was frightening and the helplessness of those days in 1967-68 were reignited. This image is a visual of that feeling. My heart goes out to all of those that lost so much in this fire.

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