The War is over.
The Good War.
The Korean War.
That’s enough for any generation to cope with.
Time to settle down.
Go to College or back to the job that’s been waiting for you.
Have a bunch of kids.
Paint the fence.
Mow the lawn.
Wash and polish the car.
Breathe easy and when the dreams come open the window and stare at the Moon.
It’s good to be alive when so many lie dead in foreign ground.
What more could you want?
Well it seems Junior wants something more.
Now, he can’t really put a name to it.
Except it ain’t hearing stories about how grateful he should be.
Grateful he doesn’t have to fight in a war.
Grateful he lives in a land of the free.
Grateful for these fine, fine, times.
He wants a new story to tell.
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