To all my brothers in arms, past, present and future.
I am a vietnam combat Vet, there in 1966-67. I would say in the middle of it. The pictures of my fellow Marines are locked away
in my memory. Most came back alive, some short a few possessions and the rest either part of the countryside or in
graves here in the United States. The country we all fought for. Freedom! I was not much of a picture taker in country.
I left most of it to memory. Im sorry, but when I think of that war, it brings tears to my eyes. Even to this day, I will have a
scar for life. They say it's good theropy to take about it. I have always done little of that. At my age know, I find myself thinking
more about that time in my life. You see, Since I own my business and seni- retarted, I have plenty of time to think.
I am married to a lady 12 years my junior, a Georgia peach and I have a daughter who is working on her masters.
They are the only part of my life that makes sense. I think that if they did not come along when they did, I would not
be here today. I went in that war when I was 20, young, new everything, at the time. Turned 21 over there, came back
a total mess. Don't worry I'm 1/2 better now. My death will end it all.
I am just one of many Vets who deal with this. They are all special to me. I wish that more people would appreciate
what they have instead of extending their hands out for more.
ps: My name in game is Everclear, changed it to 3verclear for Battlefield BC2