Preserving my father's Vietnam War memories, letters, photographs, artifacts, and papers.
I remember the VA nurses, usually kind and sincere unlike the doctors who blew through the room and seemed to scoff at questions. Who would have the audacity to speak in the presence of the almighty doctor? In 2006, when my dad spent a length of time at the VA hospital, the night staff would … More Night shift
Dear Dad & Mom, I don’t know how long this letter will be. You will hear that in almost every letter I write, but I’ll write as much as I can. Yesterday we secured a village while the South Vietnam Police went through it. We then made a CA on top of a mountain we … More Bats in the foxhole
Dear Mom and Dad, Well I am sorry I haven’t written before but we’ve all been so tired. They have had us marching day and night for some time without hardly any rest so every time I’ve had a chance I’ve just slept. Well now they’ve got us guarding a Engs. which they tear down … More 3 Aug 1967
Driving back and forth from where I was staying to my dad’s nursing home, I would alternate my route, sometimes to avoid the interstate, other times because I enjoyed driving through the country towns and the open expanse of fields. I had another long day getting my dad settled into the nursing home. He wasn’t … More Sometime in 2006
How Goes the Battle? 