The Viet Nam War Still Hurts
Timeline, 1967: my best friend and I spend a summer playing baseball, riding horses and talking about girls. We’re 19 years old.
Timeline, 1968: my best friend, now a Marine writes from Viet Nam bragging about his “confirmed kills,” emphasizing how many are women and children.
Timeline, 2019: After 50 years apart, he tells me, “We were animals. It was kill or be killed.”
I still love him. They can’t take 1967 away from us.