For some reason we never talked much about the military when we returned. I mean some of us who served together and had shared experiences did from time to time but never often and never more than superficial "remember when" conversations. I taught Social Studies for 28 years and many years I taught U.S. History and I never taught the Vietnam War. Even when I taught World History - Asia the last couple of years that I taught I glossed over Vietnam and didn't teach the war. After I left teaching it really struck me as odd that I was able to avoid the topic for so many years. What I found equally odd was the question, "Why"?
The Sixties was a crazy time to grow up. We were a country in turmoil for many different reasons, the Vietnam War being just one of them. My friends and I didn't pay much attention to it because it seemed so far away and had no bearing on our day to day lives. We went to school and we played sports, participated in scouting, and generally didn't give it a thought. I think when it first hit home for me that it could affect me is when we had a former schoolmate and member of our track team killed in Vietnam. All of a sudden it was more real and we could put a face to it. We still didn't spend time worrying about it because we were in school. Then we graduated!
Several of us went to college straight from high school and we had student deferments that kept us off the draft board radar but we had friends who either didn't go to school or didn't stay in school and eventually we started having a very personal connection to Vietnam because our friends were going. Eventually for different reasons we all left school and entered the military in one branch or another. I have written before about the five of us who enlisted in the Navy together and went to boot camp together so I won't dwell on that here but even with the same enlistment date and boot camp graduation date we all didn't end up in Vietnam.
Back to the why? I never discussed it because I was never sure how I felt about our role there. I never made up my mind enough to take a stand and argue or defend one position or another. I honestly say now that I think that Vietnam was a mistake and that we never should have been there. I also think that it was a war that our government never gave us the opportunity to win. I was angry for most of those years over not just the tragic loss of life but also the lousy way that a significant number of Americans treated Vietnam Veterans. I found all of that anger really coming to the surface again when the Vets from more recent wars were coming back and being hailed as heroes no matter what their role was or even where they served. I found myself getting angry again because of the way we were treated upon our return. Should I resent the way that current Vets are treated? Of course not. I'm happy that the country has changed their attitude towards veterans and gives them the respect and recognition that they deserve. The anger came from the fact that you can't undo the way that the veterans from my war were treated. The anger is pretty much a thing of the past now because nothing can be done to change the past and there have actually been some attempts to make up for it. But you can learn from the past and maybe that is why our current Vets are being treated so much better and that's a good thing.
Here are some pictures of just a few of the guys who served; some were friends before we enlisted and some became friends who we met during our service. Maybe by next Veterans Day I can track down pictures of some of the others.
Bottom Left - Dana on the right at graduation parade. Bottom Right - Clarence
Top -Friends from home - Randy and I met up when our ships were both in Subic Bay in the Philippines at the same time.
Bottom Left - Al who saw serious combat in Vietnam. Bottom Right - Dana aboard the America
We made some close lifelong friends when we served. Top - Ted with Pete in Memphis. Bottom Left Dana with Dave (Grimey) in the Philippines and Right - Back right Smitty and front Dana and Joe when we were promoted to 3rd Class while serving with VA 23 aboard the Oriskany during our first Vietnam deployment.
We served in all of the branches and all over the world. Top left - Johnny in Okinawa or Vietnam. Top Right - Bill in Vietnam. Bottom Left - Elson in Germany and Bottom Right - Dana in the barracks at Naval Air Station Lemoore where I was stationed when we were not deployed on a carrier.
As I said, those are just a few of us who served from our circle of friends and I hope to find pictures of some of the others for a future post.