When my youngest daughter, Nikki, was about ten or twelve, she and I and some of her friends were watching the movie, “The War,” together. The movie is about a Viet Nam veteran trying to adapt to civilian life and struggling to make a living for his family in a rural community, where jobs are few and far between. He and his kids are picked on by a family of bullies next door. One night at the local carnival, the dad leaves his son by the car as he goes back to get cotton candy to take home to his wife and daughter. While he is gone, the bullies show up and pounce on the young boy. The