So glad and grateful that you made it out of there OK. So many guys that I knew didn’t.

His non—assuming name was Myron and he served as a Tunnel Rat. Are you familiar with that designation? A Rat's job was to drop down into a hostile enemy tunnel and reconnoitre.

Myron, when we met, was a volunteer greeter at a local hospital. He was the most mild—mannered, friendly, outgoing fellow you'd ever want to meet. He was a good—listener with a ready smile. One would never guess in a proverbial million years whom he had been some fifty—plus years ago.

At any rate, like you for your brother, I am grateful I did not have to go. Nor did my two younger brothers. I enjoyed opportunity some time ago to visit a traveling model of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall. I volunteered for a shift at reading the names on the Wall out loud. It was a moving experience.

And many names didn’t make it to the wall. Especially the ones who committed suicide or drank themselves to death after they got back from Vietnam.

Now I have never had bone spurs, but I suspect they are no fun. Too bad trump got away with his . . .