Memories jarred loose…

John Wayne in “Hellfighters”, 1968.

This movie has been playing recently.

I saw that movie in 1969, at Fitzsimmons Army Hospital in Denver. I was 12, Dad was in Vietnam, and I had to have some surgery. I was in a private room, because the surgery was in a delicate area, but also because staff was afraid the ward full of still-bleeding Vietnam amputees (some of them less than a week out from being wounded) might screw with the son of an officer.

As soon as the Docs left, a couple of troops opened my door, stuck their heads in and said, “Damn, kid, that sucks! Wanna watch “Hellfighters” with us?

Yes, I did. And I did. Good times. Even when one of the wounded kids died the next day. The ragged wounded warriors formed a rough honor cordon as they wheeled the dead soldier out, and I did my JFK Jr imitation in the line with them. Powerful introduction to the reality of my Dad’s career.

Published by The Armorer

A grumpy old Cincinnatus who feeds goats, dogs, cats, ducks, peafowl, a horse, and sundry avians, especially in the winter. From time to time you will see guns. Until such time as the Progressives repeal the 2nd Amendment, everything you see is legal, Federal, State, Local, where I live. Your progressive paradise may have different rules. Don't project them onto me. Federalism still exists, even if it is but a shadow of what the Framers intended.

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