Through much of the 70s when I went to a party I didn’t mention Vietnam. People would move away from me. That was when the media were spewing their lies that Vietnam Vets were all time bombs ready to explode. Many people were actually frightened of vets. No one ever called me names. Keeping a knife in my teeth helped. Just kidding.
The funny thing is that no one today will admit they were anti-vet back then. Apparently they were all very supportive. It was always somebody else who did it. Lol.
I was a little kid through most of that, but regardless, whenever I run into a vet at the bar, I will buy him or her a drink and say “thank you.” Once I talked my way into a veterans-only bar and there were a couple of guys there who fought in Korea and a few from Viet Nam. I got some drinks out of the deal. (The bartender, a lady, got really stern with me and made me leave, however.)
I was kinda liberal during the 80s - haha, the band I was in got a visit from the Secret Service because of a poster we had that showed Reagan and Carter with arrows through their heads.
I did vote for some Democrats. I feel pretty bad about that.
Anyway, in spite of the C-rats you are still here today and we’re all very grateful. :)
You fought communism. It was a pretty bad deal for everybody, especially servicemen and -women, but here we are and going to have to do it again, probably. #Wolverines