An NBC television ‘Dateline’ hidden camera investigation on 24 September 2004, revealed that predators were actively engaged in luring teenagers into meetings for purpose of having sex. Many were specifically looking for children who were underage.

With help from “Perverted Justice”, an online vigilante group, volunteers posing as underage children went into chat rooms and before very long, were engaged in conversation with these men, who were eager to gather personal information – including addresses. Some suggested visiting inappropriate web sites. One man, a firefighter, used a webcam to video while sexually stimulating himself – then verified that “child” could see what he was doing.

During two days ‘Dateline’ undertook their investigation, a steady stream of male visitors went to address given by “child”, in hopes of having sex with her. Instead, they found themselves face to face with a television reporter and camera crew.

Proudly Display Your Veterans Flag

I sadly remember day we buried my father. An American flag covered coffin

before being transported to cemetery. There it remained during service.

At end of service my brother-in-law and I tried our best to remember our own

military training while we folded dad's burial flag into a neat triangle and took it home.

Each day similar scenes are repeated across America. Our country has many veterans who

have sacrificed and suffered for their country. The number is now growing rapidly.

The burial flag represents a period of great sacrifice during life of one American.

In case of my father who was stationed on USS Curtiss in Pearl Harbor on

December 7, 1942 he was also present aboard USS Piedmont in Tokyo Bay on September 2, 1945

the day treaty ending war with Japan was signed. Most of what happened between

these events was never talked about. He held horror and devastation of this period

of his life to himself.

I never really understood how he felt until my own service time during Viet Nam war.

It seems I do not like to talk about that time period either.

Perhaps feeling of sacrifice has again surfaced with my son, a Sergeant in the