The news droned on. Barbara Bush, dressed in her trademark safari suit with a rose in the lapel, interviewed Steve Forbes about the crisis in Detroit and Mr. Forbes, Mrs. Arafat's second husband, offered to show the Vida viewers the room where the negotiations were to take place. The mirrors, the gold, elegant damask ... all seemed too elegant for negotiations on extracting hostages from the Detroit Mosque. Typical of the effete French, no taste!
Mrs. Gordon saw that Simon was up and politely asked the Vida to mute itself.
"Simon, what are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I thought my chances of being selected for the War were pretty bad, but gee ... the Marines??? Why me?"
"Simon, I know, I know." "Your Dad felt the same way and he had already served in the Navy. Being called up again at his age seemed impossible to us."
"I miss Dad too ...that flag " The boy sobbed looking at the triangular box above with his Dad's flag and ashes.
Mrs. Gordon, looked at Simon. He was so different from his Dad. Reagan had been a real hero, always trying to live up to his namesake's visions for America. They had even honeymooned at the Ranch and prayed together at the President's tomb and converted to Southern Baptist in the President's honor. Reagan Gordon had been a proud American.
Simon seemed so different.