Aim High: My Airforce Experience

In 1965, war was on simmer, and buddies were getting drafted or going into the safer Air Force, Navy, or Coast Guard rather than the more combatant Army and Marine Corps.

I'm seventy-five. Had I had the opportunity to do it again, I'd go as a noncombatant combat photographer or broadcaster for AFN wherever in the world I was sent. That's another story.

Aim High took years to write. I retired in 1992 and started writing this in 1999. Finally, all dressed up with a copyright from the Library of...