Now each of us from time to time, has gazed upon the sea.
And watched the warships pulling out, to keep this country free.
And most of us have read a book, or heard a lusty tale.
About the men who sail these ships, through lightening, wind and hail.
But there's a place within each ship, that legend fails to reach.
It's down below the waterline, it takes a living toil-
A hot metal living hell, that sailors call the "HOLE".
It houses engines run by…Continue
Bless -us all..Bless-us all..the long an' the short an' the tall...lookin' back at you from that wall..for you a wall of tears...of regrets...for us a wall of honor...behind it we stand proud...we died for Country ...we died for you our love is forever..grass roots to cloud. So when you stand here... dry those tears...for we are smiling back at you...laughing with you not with sadness..with pride..bless-um' all..bless-um'all....…Continue
"Manny" and I spent several days just outside of Apache Junction at a place his parents owned
generally just doing nothing constructive just goofing off ..we had met in Vietnam and as our DEROS dates were close said we'd get together here in M ay of 68.."Manny" a Chiricahua Apache or as he said it…