From NAMSVET, on Fri, 21 Mar 1997 05:32:27 GMT
Secret patrols late at night on a PBR were living HELL !!The devil was in his glory. Ammo kept the boats low in the water as we hunted our pray { or were we the hunted?? }. Death was everywere and so were we. I have some kids and a wife who loves me and my nam' problems. Life really looks different after there.I can't have friends --I never could get close to anyone but to my family!! I just couldn't give a shit about anyone---I"m still this way!! Thanks For The Time
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