I too am a Viet Nam veteran, having served on PBRs (River Patrol Boats) in "The Delta" during the 1968-69 offensive. Over the years, I have visited many war memorials and National Cemetaries through out our great country. I must say however it was not until I visited "The Wall" on the mall in Washington several years ago that I openly and almost uncontrollably wept. It was a cold & windy gray December afternoon when I took my young son with me to see the Viet Nam memorial. I remember, as the tears rolled down my face and my nose began to run uncontrollably, him asking me what was wrong. All I could say to him iwas "Son, I love you, and you have no idea how fortunate you are to grow up in this country". I explained to him that this wall, with its thousands of engraved names upon its surface, represents the thousands of young men & women who went to war, and died while supporting the ideals of this great land. I pray often, that he never has to be placed in that same position that I was in, and may never have to make a decision to fire a weapon at another human being. Charlie Ludwig
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