In the ‘60s I had an album by the Lonesome Valley Singers, called
Hello VietNam. On it was a song I still remember, called
Tell the Folks I Miss ‘em. I wish I could find the full song on the web. Below is the first verse.
I am writing you this letter
because you are my friend.
The fighting here is more than I can take.
I am homesick, tired, and dirty,
won’t this fighting ever end.
But, don’t tell Mother this
for Heaven’s sake.
Just tell the folks I miss ‘em
that I am well
and feeling fine
Don’t tell them that I killed 3 men
this morning on the line.
Just tell them that their oldest boy
is fighting like a Man
And tell them that I miss ‘em
and will soon be home again.
If I may intrude on the thread for a moment, I'd like to give everyone an update on TexanaRed:
She called me yesterday, but unfortunately I was outside working and the answering machine took the message.
She said, in essence, that she's doing fine, and to thank everyone for their concern and their prayers.
She is very touched and humbled by the response of the Canteen and the whole forum of FR.
Her sincere thanks could be felt as well as heard in her message.
She is as awed as I with the quality of people who inhabit this forum.