A Time of Conflict here and there

No war since the Civil War caused such a split in U.S. public opinion, as the
Vietnam Conflict.  It divided our nation into those for and against what seemed to
be a political game.   And to many it should never have involved the lives of those
that so bravely served with honor, to do their duty when called upon.

 During the Vietnam War, many went to
 college or became conscientious
 objectors  to avoid going to war.  Some
 went to Canada to seek refuge there.

But hundreds of thousands of America's men and
women chose to answer their country's call and
learned of sun-scorched landscape and brain-boiling
heat while packing eighty pregnant pounds.  They
learned of hot house humidity, dehydration, heat
exhaustion, sunburn, red dust, torrential rains,
boot-sucking mud, blood-sucking leeches, steaming
jungles, malaria, dysentery, razor sharp elephant
grass, bush sores, jungle rot, moaning and groaning,
meals in green cans, armies of insects, fire ants,
poisonous centipedes, mosquitoes, flies, bush
snakes, vipers, scorpions, rats, boredom, incoming
fire, body bags, and a thousand more discomforts
and lessons not taught on any campus.

  And after all that, when they came home,  they had to learn of the after 
effects  of agent orange, PTSD and human coldness and indifference,
when Americans shunned most of those returning veterans.

Back home, there were VWs
and brightly painted buses.
They traveled cross country
on an adventure of free love,
flower power and friends.
Tie-dye and peace symbols
were signs of the times.

 Over there they traveled on
 helicopters, armored vehicles,
jeeps, ships, or a number of
other military vehicles, that
took them across a country
full of the unknown.  Olive
drab green and incoming,
were the signs of the times.

Back home, they listened to
The Beatles, CCR, Percy Sledge, 
Smokey Robinson and the Miracles,
 The Temptations, The Lovin' Spoonful,
 The Beach Boys, Donovan,
 The Byrds, and Joan Baez
just to name a few...

Over there they listened to that, too, 
when they could, but mostly they 
just listened.  For any sound that 
would alert them to the enemy, to 
radio signals and reports.  Not a 
whole lot of dancing...

The ongoing and escalating war in
Vietnam was the focus of many of the
major protests during the sixties.
At the time of the assassination of
President John F. Kennedy, United
States military forces in Vietnam
numbered less than 15,000.  Under
President Lyndon Johnson the
numbers grew dramatically, and by
1966 more than 500,000 troops
were deployed in the area.

And while back home they protested
against what they believed was wrong,
over there, they fought for what they
believed was right.

Back home, they walked miles down long
 roads to be with friends at Woodstock.

Over there, they walked miles down
long roads, to the unknown.

Back home, they played
and danced in the mud.

Over there, they did their best to
make it back safely to base
through the mud.

Back home, there were times when
lives were tragically lost because a 
demonstration against Viet Nam
war got so out of hand.
                                                  

Over there, the loss of life was
a daily occurrence that was
tragically unavoidable.

Back home, they had heroes
and leaders to look up to.

Over there, they had enemies
they had to fight against.

Back home, they had the
luxury to return to their
families and homes at
any given time. 
Over there, they had no
choice but to stay until
their tour of duty was up,
or until God called upon
them to come home.

Let us never forget that with any war, those that serve would much rather be
 "Back home" as opposed to "Over there" no matter how right or wrong the
 cause is.  But for whatever reason they are or were there, they did the best job
 they could and they no doubt served with honor, pride, and a love for this great country of ours.  They deserve our respect and to know that we are proud of them.
And to each and every one, I say, God Bless you and Welcome Home!

 

 

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