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me could say sumpin but me ain't..But me sure is laughing here, kin ya hear? has to with a reply, and dat's all me is saying! In coming heading to the Bunker!
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More of a glancing wound. You can see the entry point then deep scar tissue heading towards his lower neck area. Stuck in the very top of his sterum.
Yes, very lucky. Straight on, probably would have hit the top of his heart, maybe a lung puncture. He is blessed. I sent Coyote with him. Some trivia, I was seven years old when he shipped off.
I cried for a week.
He has one other wound, which he took several months before, a hit in his right foot. The bullet is still in there. Again, Coyote was watching over him. The bullet passed through an eyelet of his boot, slowing it down and, I am guessing, mushing it up so it did not cause so much damage. Doctor said more damage would be done taking it out.
He did not report his wound for two days not even knowing he was wounded until back at camp and undressing to shower. He says there was no time to think about being wounded, rather thinking about staying alive.
Both bullets were from an M-16 which the Vietnamese probably took from some of our fallen soldiers; .223 caliber.
Most of his tour was in the Mekong Delta and along the Cambodia / Laos border.
He does not tell me much about what happened over there.
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damn flash backs.....going to town for dinner..
I am sincerly concerned about the returning Vets........... All these yrs later, in an instant we go back...I know your husband is a Warrior, I pray he does not go back, as fast as some of us..
All the VA stuff and probably this current round of chemo have brought things back I would rather not relive...I am only a man, I am not made of the Iron I was once before....I say good sailing to your husband because he has sure as hell earned the right to say. "I spent my time in Hell!
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Dusty, he does have some nightmares, not as much as long ago. Sometimes at night he sits straight up in a bolt, sweat just pouring off him. Never will tell me about his dreams. I do the best I know how to comfort him.
Suppose all men have their times of weakness and fear. I am honored to be there during those times. Wish I could erase some of the stuff inside his head.
He served 1967 / 1968 and was there for the Tet offensive. His second wound sent him back to "the world," finishing off his combat tour in recovery. Was not too long after this we had him back and I was once again making designs to marry him.
Rather sad, almost all drafted were poor and unable to escape the draft through college or whatever. He is not a senator's son nor the son of a man named Bush.
My husband despises George Bush, junior. Says the man is a deserter, a coward, a traitor.
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Bush senior does not seem that bad on the surface, but we must never forget two things. One is his financial raping of America and, second, he was a spook.
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I do not have too much of a problem with spooks, truthfully, I admire them in an odd way. I fully support spook black ops. However, I am not so sure Bush senior made use of the CIA in appropriate ways. My concern is Bush may not have used the CIA just against our enemies. I think he may have done some domestic spying for whatever reason, maybe financial information to assist his wealth.
I write, and for Dusty,
"He does not tell me much about what happened over there."
Not quite true. He likes to get my goat by going on and on about Vietnamese hookers and the pretty Vietnamese girls he says he brought home with him. I refuse to believe him, but sometimes, I think, maybe he did.
He does tell some really tall tales about bar fights in Saigon and chasing around with village girls out in the bush.
He is an amateur boxer. Well, was, he is a bit too old for that now.
My hubby likes it when I dress up oriental and do things with him.
I like it when he slips on his gorilla outfit I bought for both of us. Kinda like the animal thing, you know. Only good for Winter or cold nights. Otherwise too damn hot!
Imagine that, a Vietnamese hooker and a big ugly gorilla going at it.
* trying to think of the name of a beer over there *