God Bless All Military. My Best Friend and Best Man went to Viet Nam as an Aireborne and operated the radio and dusted by agent orange came home after 1 year. He became an alcoholic and got sick and raised 4 Children with a twin having Cerebral Palsy. He died because He did not want any help. He and many others are to be remembered on Memorial Day. I did not go over but spent 2 weeks in 1965 in a hospital caring for Our wounded Vets. I received a Medical Discharge after 4 weeks, because the Army did not feel I was necessary because of the surgery I had on My right elbow in 1961. I saw enough and tried to help those Soldiers, but could not help My Friend. NICK L72