tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23936398.post3220722413654362243..comments2024-03-01T12:13:55.402+00:00Comments on 1963 Eastern Hills High School EHHS Highlanders: Vietnam – Part 3, PerceptionUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23936398.post-85563750512710087692010-06-20T17:16:35.255+01:002010-06-20T17:16:35.255+01:00Thanks for your kind words and for your service, b...Thanks for your kind words and for your service, brother. Adios.Gushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12743830912124085924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23936398.post-248308852239166782010-06-20T15:46:45.379+01:002010-06-20T15:46:45.379+01:00Wow Gus that VN reflection is good.
I did not pla...Wow Gus that VN reflection is good.<br /><br />I did not play football or even checkers anytime through school. My first dance was at a class event -- just past 65th birthday...a big deal it was to me too. I worked after school the entire public school years. That and Coach Graves good teachings (PE only--grins)...I had the strength and initiative to dodge the right direction almost every time. Oh, and the several TM Army schools. I spoke Vietnamese best of our group toting an M16, it was even with no accent. We were on the move unmercifully, but I witnessed civilians’ tears, love and gratitude for our being there. Though the plight of civilians in a war zone is a heart breaker.<br /><br />It would seem to me I was last in our class. And from the bottom of the class, I'm giving my highest regard to any and all at the 65th reunion. Cheers (grateful for Marcia), I had a blast. Special thanks to Suzanne, Pat, James and their spouses...wonderful they are. Super of Coach Graves to come.<br /><br />It hurt (s) seeing that memorial of our lost classmates.<br /><br />Hope everyone has had as good a life as mine. There was sense of humor...pain, regrets, slow and fast spots, hard learned events, creativity and rarely used sitting chairs. The absolute luckiest guy to my knowledge. Only one wife...imagine! My dogs follow me around the farm without being called, and my wonderful daughters come to see me on Sunday's. My service took 'a while in coming home', but I've had a much better life than Senators who misspoke about their service. BLUEGUNNERAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com