At my VA clinic the first two questions they ask are:
Are you OK?
Do you want to hurt yourself or someone else?
I’m Vietnam era vet. Service connected disabled. Some of my service was to make sure aircraft(B-52) that could end the world were fully operational.
I was crawling around Nukes at age 18.
I was never shot at, but there were some incidents
that I thought we all were going to die.
Incidents the public was never told about.
All dead/disabled veterans deserve our collective
appreciation, mine included.
Thank you for your service. My brother was a U.S. Army Vietnam Veteran, 25th Infantry Division, CuChi, Vietnam 1966-67. Died at the too young age of 51, massive heart attack. He had changed when he came home. He said more in his letters home than he ever said after he came home. After Vietnam, they shipped him out to Fort Carson, Colorado to finish his last year of enlistment. He was supposed to be involved in training recruits heading to Vietnam. It never happened, and he sat on his ass with nothing to do for a full year. The only thing he had ever wanted to do growing up was join the Army. I can’t even imagine how being cast off like that made him feel. He never talked about it, but I know he was disappointed.
I appreciate them, and I appreciate your good work also.
Thank you.