It began in my sophomore year at Morton West, days engrossed with the assassination of JFK, my eternal vigilance, patriotism. Enlisting with our Marine Corps was my only answer, though immensely protested by the love I sacrificed and abandoned. Launched by brutal training then jungle warfare with a heavily armored tracked vehicle platoon and a radio on my back, my life disarrayed until special leave to Chicago guided me to the girl met by pure chance. Her I also left, for the finality of a 19 month tour, resuming with the Hue City offensive that shook the country and the world. But, this girl waited.
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About the Author
The real roller coaster ride in my life began when I enlisted in the Marine Corps. Leaving the first love, well, she just didn't wait.
And boot camp was even more hideous than imagined; longing for the girl I left and expected to hold on for me. The Long Thin Country added more to my knowledge of life, death, struggle, and mankind itself, but had I evaded the tour, I never would have met the girl who I am with now; mixed emotions with a capital M. And labor disputes along with political jokers have caused concern for what the bowl of cherries is all about, and how to get the ripened fruit.