For those of you that lost friends or loved ones in Viet Nam: http://www.virtualwall.org/iStates.htm http://www.roskamdogtag.com/recipients.asp
Few years back was visiting my parents grave sites and as I walked down the hill got a real weird feeling kinda like someone was calling out or watching me. That old spooky feeling that most combat vets develop. I asked my wife to stop as something needed checking out and proceeded to satisfy my paranoia and give everything a good once over. After a couple minutes I glanced down and there right by my feet was an Army grave marker for an old grade/high school friend. Never had heard of his passing. He was Nam Class of '69. Took time to clean his stone and trim the grass around it.
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