Everyone has a story.
Or many stories. Every person, uniquely, owns a piece of history.
A cherished friend of mine was a helicopter pilot during Vietnam.
Twice, his helicopter was shot down in the midst of battles. As it is recorded, that was a horrendously uncivilized war. I have never known anyone who fought in those jungles, who was not scarred mildly or severel...
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