I have always admired and perhaps suspected those who seem to remember everybody they ever met and everything they ever did. I am ashamed and embarrassed that I can remember the names of so few of my comrades in arms, those young men for whom I was responsible and upon whom I depended. I dedicate this work to my two sons, Eric and Mark, in the firm knowledge that they would acquit themselves well if their country needed their service and in the fervent hope that they will never be called on to do so. Although I dedicate it to them, I wrote it for me and for all those who for whatever reason fought in Vietnam. All material contained on this web site is copyright protected.
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