I don't think about it anymore. I don't talk about it anymore. What a damn tragedy. When I do allow myself to think about VN and those days of the late 60s I get this horrible melancholy feeling. I play with that feeling in my mind for awhile then let it go.
To all my Brothers that served in VN and are still alive, God bless you.
Strength and Honor.
I honor the men that went to Vietnam and fought.
After the war, when so many came home and were treated as pariahs or psychopaths in entertainment, media, and society, and those of us who felt differently, to our shame, stayed silent...well, I vowed I would never allow that to happen within my eyesight or earshot again to any of our servicemen.
I make a pointed effort to say to every single Vietnam Vet I meet and shake their hand: “Thank you, and Welcome Home.”
And I mean it.