For me the immages of Vietnam are black and green, they override all others. There are so many emotions, so many stories they can never be told, only felt by myself and other vets. Perhaps all can best be described by the word empty. This war is done, over but will live in my mind until I'm gone and war's memories will be carried on in others' until eternity. The wounds of Vietnam will heal, but only after all those involved in it are dead and future generations take our place.
Hard feelings are hard to put aside.
The media is filled with stories of a war that young people know little about unless they attended College, or worse, had a father or mother who fought in Vietnam. Because of the remnants of that war people are losing limbs, and fighting to regain their own souls - right up to this day. I've been fighting PTSD since 1969. My family suffered deeply from this war. Anniversaries and occurrences of military tragedies often wrap me in the dark and suffocating fabric of depression.