D Birdwell had been haunted by PTSD episodes from his days in combat as well as his childhood. He had been told by his family and friends that he would never amount to anything more than being a drunken Indian, like all the Indians were expected to do. This followed him into the Army in Vietnam and he lived up to their expectations. After 7 months of combat, he had 2 Silver Stars, 3 Bronze Stars, 3 Purple Hearts and a CIB. But he was still a drunken Indian. For 10 years and 3 failed marriages, he had finally reached his low point. The following is an Excerpt from a book about Vietam that he wrote: About 3 am one Saturday morning in December of'79, I had spent the last 7 or 8 hours by myself, drinking my way to the bottom of a Fifth of Bourbon.Except for maintaining limited contact with my friends from the war, I came to the conclusion that the balance of my life would be best served by burying, in my mind, as completely as possible, my tour in Vietnam and my Indian expectations as a drunk. I can't say that I totally made peace with myself, but I did stop drinking as of that morning, and I forced myself to accept that nothing could or would come to reliving the past, that I was in a new phase of my life, and that I needed to focus on that in order to move ahead. This I was gradually able to do- the nightmares finally ebbed away after some 15 years. That boy who came back from Vietnam is dead and burried. I am someone else now and that is how I have survived these many years...
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D Birdwell had been haunted by PTSD episodes from his days in combat as well as his childhood. He had been told by his family and friends that he would never amount to anything more than being a drunken Indian, like all the Indians were expected to do. This followed him into the Army in Vietnam and he lived up to their expectations. After 7 months of combat, he had 2 Silver Stars, 3 Bronze Stars, 3 Purple Hearts and a CIB. But he was still a drunken Indian. For 10 years and 3 failed marriages, he had finally reached his low point. The following is an Excerpt from a book about Vietam that he wrote: About 3 am one Saturday morning in December of'79, I had spent the last 7 or 8 hours by myself, drinking my way to the bottom of a Fifth of Bourbon.Except for maintaining limited contact with my friends from the war, I came to the conclusion that the balance of my life would be best served by burying, in my mind, as completely as possible, my tour in Vietnam and my Indian expectations as a drunk. I can't say that I totally made peace with myself, but I did stop drinking as of that morning, and I forced myself to accept that nothing could or would come to reliving the past, that I was in a new phase of my life, and that I needed to focus on that in order to move ahead. This I was gradually able to do- the nightmares finally ebbed away after some 15 years. That boy who came back from Vietnam is dead and burried. I am someone else now and that is how I have survived these many years...
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