If I hadn’t enlisted in 1964 when I was 17 (they called it a “kiddie cruise”, since I was scheduled to be released when I reached age 21) – I most likely would have been drafted into the Army and been wounded or worse. As luck would have it, I enlisted into the Navy just before the ‘Gulf Tonkin Incident’ when the term Vietnam was not yet a household name – I couldn’t locate it on a map. After radioman school, I was assigned to COMCARDIV 3 at NAS Alameda. Being on a Rear Admiral’s staff, we served on many aircraft carriers in WestPAC. I never really thought much about the right or wrong of that war. And, like many others, I just served my unit and did my duty. Now I look back at those days and realize the uselessness of it all and still have deep feelings for the many lives lost in vain. I don’t believe I’m alone in these feelings.
I was Radio Teletype operator . . a very skate MOS
This thread, distilled.
You’re not alone