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NIGHTMARES

THAT STILL HAUNT ME

I lived with the terrible feelings of resentment and abuse all of my young life. I thought I had been through the worse that life could throw at me. I was so wrong. I never knew just how wrong until I served thirteen months of pure Hell in the jungles and rice paddies of Vietnam. I witnessed, and lived through so many gut wrenching, fear induced nightmares that I thank God every night of my life for allowing me to live through it and return home with some assemblance of sanity and ability to adjust to a cruel ungrateful society.

The Viet Nam War was different from any war in history. The politicians tried to run it from a desk in Washington. We suffered because of this. We fought "by the rules" and lost countless young men, because we were the only ones who did. We suffered atrocities and mutilations of our dead at the hands of the Viet Cong, but we would be court martialed if we commited such acts against them.