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My Vietnam War, 50 Years Later (Part Two)

Memory, Writing and Politics

                    Roosters crowed at the moon. She walked and walked,
                    leaving her tracks on the dew-sprinkled bridge.
                    Deep into the night, along a road unknown,
                    She braved the wind and weather and went on.
Click here to go to My Vietnam War, 50 Years Later, PART ONE: "A REMF Way Out In The Front"

story | by Dr. Radut