Charles E. Weller


Dearest Innocent Ones:

I am so sorry. Almost 40 years ago I made a vow to myself that I would make sure my children and grandchildren would grow up in a peaceful, loving world.

I have failed!

I am sorry that some of you will have times when you don’t have enough to eat or the proper clothing to keep you warm.

I am sorry that some of you will never know your daddy because he gave his life in a place called Iraq. Although he was truly a hero, I would have preferred to have you curled up beside him, feeling safe and secure with you thinking my dad can do anything and fix everything, and be your own personal hero.

I am sorry we raised some young men who feel its ok to spread their seed all around but won’t be there for the raising of the crop or the harvesting.

I am sorry that mom and dad both have to work just to afford the necessities.

I am sorry that organized religions have overshadowed spirituality.

I am sorry that illegal drugs are more accessible than quality health care.

I am sorry that even though you have no concept of money, you owe 500 billion dollars for what we call the deficit.

I am sorry that whether or not you get a job you apply for could still be determined by your gender, nationality, religion or color of your skin.

I am so sorry.

I do not – I will not – I cannot ask for your forgiveness. The condition of this world that we turn over to you is unforgivable.

But I do ask that you set your goals more solidly than mine; set your steps straighter than mine; make your voice louder than mine; let your love flow deeper than mine; make your will stronger than mine; so when you see a newborn child, you won’t feel the need to say, I am sorry.

A Grandfather

Charles E. Weller
Charles E. Weller
Charles is the stepfather of a United States Marine. He wanted to serve his nation during the Vietnam Conflict but as the victim of being hit by a vehicle at age 10 which caused severely broken legs and pelvis, he was refused for medical reasons.

A friend in High School who was next after Charles in line during pre-enlistment interviews was accepted and went to serve his nation in Vietnam. That young man was killed in action the same day he arrived in Vietnam. Charles has carried the burden of guilt around inside his heart ever since that his friend died in what could have, should have been his place.

A loving and giving man with a lot of feeling, Charles writes this because his son missed the age of military service during a wartime situation but his step-son is now serving; again bringing home to him the same feelings as those he felt for his friend during the Vietnam conflict. He prays that his grandchildren will never have to face these same realities.

God Bless Him, God Bless Them, God Bless Us All.