This morning, as I opened up the Washington Post, expecting a dose of national news, my eyes did a double take of a photo caption. Indiana’s National Guard, a group of 3,400 Hoosiers, will deploy to Iraq for a ten month tour early next year.Jesus, I thought to myself. I probably know some of those guys. And just like that, as the memory of corn fields and Friday night football games came back to me, the war hit home. And it hurt.When I read the article I started to imagine how the lives of the people who depend on them; spouses, children, employers, would change with their departure. Jobs would be empty but spots will be held with optimism that the solder will return. Stars will be hung on widows. Dread will overcome when an officer of the Army walks up a driveway under a weathered basketball hoop to share bad news. The normalcy of life in Indiana will take a painstaking pause.I wonder, too, if the absence of the soldiers will persuade people to think differently about this war. How will the families respond? Will the economy take a hit? Will local politicians have an even tougher time selling the war?I’m just trying to find the micro in the macro, and in that pursuit, posing this question. When will this war start waking Americans up to the toll it’s costing?