See my # 10
reminds me of a friend who finally succumb to voices in his head 12 years ago and committed suicide.
I knew that he done some stuff in Vietnam but, when I opened his locker, which was in his closet, to inventory for his father, I trembled as I was a looking at all these medals and ribbons with citations, letters and certificates that also included the names of other men who also received them.
His father wanted me to have them but, I did not feel comfortable and bade him to take them home with him, which he did.
Sad Song