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My brother was in the Desert Storm parade committee for his town. He insisted that any parade include the Viet Vets, the VFW and AMVETS. It went a long way toward healing wounds.

Wasn't going to, but I'll tell my story. 6 of us were in a taxi returning from VN, in SF when a hippy spit on the taxi window while we were stopped at a red light. This Green Beret Capt in the front seat asked the driver to go around the block. As we approached the corner, the Capt. jumped out, got behind the hippy, tapped him on the shoulder. When hippy turned around the Capt. decked him, right between the eyes. Left him flat on his back. Got back in the taxi and we went on to SF airport.

I'm disgusted by the those times.

I was a teenager during those years in a small rural upstate NY town (had a WWII vet Dad) and remember the local, universal support for the war in Viet Nam.

I consider it a privilege and a pleasure now (at the age of 49) to educate youngsters just out of the indoctrination camps (universities) that most of us were solidly behind the efforts to save South Viet Nam from the Communists.

These young "skulls-full-of-mush" are always astonished to hear that.

This is not a "come to Jesus" admission. I and (I believe) most of us were behind you guys. Shame on us for not making it better known back then.

Wasn't going to, but I'll tell my story. 6 of us were in a taxi returning from VN, in SF when a hippy spit on the taxi window while we were stopped at a red light. This Green Beret Capt in the front seat asked the driver to go around the block. As we approached the corner, the Capt. jumped out, got behind the hippy, tapped him on the shoulder. When hippy turned around the Capt. decked him, right between the eyes. Left him flat on his back. Got back in the taxi and we went on to SF airport.

I'm glad you told it. That punch between the eyes was for every guy that died, for every Mom who wept, for every wife and love, every sister, brother, cousin, and Friends who lost someone over there while these cowards sat in comfort here. That they had the audacity to SPIT on a person in uniform is sickening (It doesn't matter that you all were in the cab,.. his intentions were the same).

The Captain punched that guy for us too. For all the wounded my husband carried out, for all the dead he carried out,.. for my POW's I worked on, for those we knew who we lost. For our fallen brothers and sisters in arms. I wish I could thank him in person!!

Your story just made my day :o)

Thanks!! And THANKYOU FOR SERVING!! God Bless, Vets