Vietnam was my
war. It is strange but it has taken me over 30 years to even
acknowledge I
was there. Like many my experience in Vietnam was very
traumatic, add that to the reception I received when I got
back, I vowed to just try and forget it ever happened and get on
with my life. The only exception to that vow over these last 30
some odd years was a visit I made 10 years ago to the wall to
honor some old friends who forever reside there.
 As
I stood before the wall the names I have so long
carried in my heart seemed to shimmer, or
perhaps it was just the tears that were flowing so freely that
made them seem to do that.
THIS PAGE IS STILL UNDERCONSTRUCTION AND
WELL BE ADDED TO AS I GET THE COURAGE TO ADD TO IT
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