My first thought was that my father would love this story. But he passed on in 2005. He loved Vietnam stories he did a full tour over there and probably another year of time on TDY. He was air force loaded bombs on planes. It is kinda a weird how something like that marks a person. They would never want to do it again but yet it so much of there life that it almost seems like they miss it. When he did talk about it you could see a fire in his eyes and a little bit of that twenty something young man come back. Any one that served has my respect.
