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During the Nam I avoided all the death reports ~ until one day it was reported to me that my best friend had been killed flying out of Marble Mountain.

I spent time over the years trying to find some of the guys who knew him in the Marines, and after 30 years I found the CO of the flight.

He remembered every second of that day, every name, every broken bone, ever bullet hole, every bullet fragment, every everything like it was happening live. Best of all he remembered my best friend exactly as I remembered him.

Gooey Gomez, a friend to many Freepers for many years, was on that flight.

That moment of contact still brings tears to my eyes in seconds ~ and that's going on right now.

This is both a good thing and a terrible burden.