There was a lot of irony then. I was given a holding status as sole surviving son to a widowed Mother. I wanted in the Air Force to pay for school. My age group ended up in the mop-up action in the end. I lost a few Friends.
A surprising number ended up in Germany however. They came back as heroine and opium addicts compliments of Uncle Sam. One of my Friends who got kicked out early along with most of those on the Bridge of the Carrier he operated radar for got an early out for heroin addiction. He claimed everyone on the Bridge was using. (if you are on this board, U2U me, eh). The Captain was his dealer. The world has changed.





