It is 3:00 AM, Wednesday, 28APR2010. I am ready to leave for the airport to fly to Viet Nam. My heart is overwhelmed with the prospect of visiting my personal heaven and hell. I am anxious to see the “Old Tigers” after so many years. I will be taking thousands of pictures and seeing, not only my old core team, but a dozen or so Tigers who worked for the 9th Division Long Range Patrol while I was there.
Keep the home fires burning. This trip is only a month, not like the last one and I will be throwing dollars, not lead.
Check back early and often for updates. This is not about me, it is about brotherhood, camaraderie and friendship that has survived, not only the distance of miles and the morass of politics but the chasm of time.