Even though most of the photos from 1968 and 1969 are in color, life in Vietnam was pretty much black-and-white. You knew who your friends were and were not and there was no in-between. That revelation did not come easy, though, nor did it last once I returned home. Where things had been crystal clear, the world quickly became fuzzy and, with the rare exception, people ambiguous, relationships blurred, tentative.
"Home" is where the heart is, of course, but where was that now?
Hill 552 outside of Khe Sanh, 1968:
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| l-r: Spinelli, me and Picarilli |
Inside Khe Sanh, 1968:
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| Piccarilli, one helluva brave guy |
The "Triangle," home of the 1st Bn, 2nd Marines, south of Danang and Marble Mountain, 1968:
Second Combined Action Group HQ, Hoi An, 1969:
1 comment:
Steve,
To you and your fellow Marines...thank you for your service and for making us proud. While many of us celebrated your return, the headline-grabbers took the credit (for all the wrong reasons).
Welcome home.
Scott
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