I was on a not-so-swift battlegearboat (LCM-6).
I was attacked and attacked back and I spent the month of November, 1969 in the 93rd Evac hospital in Long Binh where I witnessed, daily, heroic Americans die and heroic American doctors, nurses and medics fight with everything they had to save lives and provide comfort, compassion and love for their wounded comrades.
It was, and always will be the experience of my lifetime, the suffering and pain, eased by these exceptionally professional people, these extraordinary human beings who so willingly made sacrifices, remained diligent, alert and worked impossible hours while at the same time constantly encouraged us patients to pull through.
The things I saw in that place of honor, to be a participant/patient part of my country's history, much as my great grandfather in The Civil War, crammed into that crowded, cross-shaped ward and commiserate with the wounded and dying...it was all so overwhelming, yet I survived!
Aside from that, most of my time in Vietnam was spent trading movies and bartering with merchant vessels as they swung at anchor, awaiting transit upriver to Saigon.
This sorry bucket of piss John Kerry deserves nothing but ridicule and scorn. History will not judge him kindly.
Thanks for your service...Kerry is below worthless....
Thanks for all that. And especially for that accurate characterization of the Empty Suit.