(Editor’s Note: This post was first published on 20 August 2013.)
The Old Soldier still checks out books from the public library about war (The Seven Years War, WW II, The American Indian Wars…), but with each passing year I remember less and less about the war I fought in.
I don’t dream about Vietnam any longer like I use to. I doze off and on at night thinking about the next blog post for the next day. I think about being a flash fiction writer and how I can increase the pagviews of the New Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette.
Vietnam, A History by Stanley Karnow still sits on the low table next to the sofa, but I haven’t picked it up in months.
Maybe the healing process has finally begun.
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