Sunday, April 16, 2023
Tio "T", when I was kid you shared little stories with me about Vietnam and your buddies, at that time I could not relate. When I exited the Marine Corps in November 91, I arrived back Desert Storm/Shield War Veteran. We were at mom's house, Montop, having a BBQ. You and I sat in the backyard and I told you that I could finally relate to you the experiences of war. Even though my war was not in a rainy jungle, it was in the open dessert of Saudi Arabia, it was definitely HOT and sand everywhere including sand getting into every part of the human body. We talked about the BROTHERHOOD Of War, the special bond of having a person on your left and right side pushing forward no matter what the cost would be. Tio, I still fight the war in me but that time we talked at mom's, I felt free just for a little while. Tell Grandpa, Tio Frank, Cousins Joe Abel, Frankie & Missy we said, Hello
