Coming Home

[DMZ-LT]

Like Packo I don't really remember coming home. One second I was at Danang the next I was in Newark airport. Think I remember cheering when we took off but maybe not. . I emailed Tiny this news today and although he remembers his trip home he could understand. He said look at all we had been through, all the filth , all the stink, all the killing and all the being killed. We had walked through the jungle of hell and came out alive on the other side. After that all the rest was chicken shit , small stuff. Maybe he is right , I don't know. I do know I am glad to have met Tiny again after 33 years and honored to have fought with him. All you guys to. It gives me strength. Thank you all. Did I tell you I held my grand baby last night. Peace , one lucky Opa