When my Dad came home from Viet Nam in late 66 he had changed from the man I knew before he left.
He would shake his head and scream, yes scream what the hell is going on in this country.
I was raised by this guy that had served in three of Americas wars or conflicts call them what you will.
But because of the way he saw things and how they should be so go I.
At this time I laugh more and more at myself as I repeat my fathers words and a few times have turned
around half expecting that man to be standing there., saying see what I mean.