memories from a place where my body never was

My father did two tours in vietnam and thankfully returned home where he later was able to father me and my younger brother. My uncle Jimmy Dolen was not so lucky.He was killed fighting a war for a country he loved and believed in and for that i am proud although we never had achance to meet ifeel i know him. My family believes me to be his reincarnation, my birth mark is in the same place on me as the wound entrance that sadly took his life just a short time before i was to be born.My uncle was said to be akind loving person who smiled often and loved to dress like JP patches and do skits to bring joy to others.If it is true I am reincarnated of him I only hope he would be proud of who I am and what I believe in.Getting my father to talk about this war and what he saw and felt doesnt happen very often,I guess some memories are just better left as memories for only one to know.I have always felt my father was the most wonderful man in the world and I always will.Sometimes I think he feels ashamed for things that he had done while there,maybe he doesnt think I would understand,or I would look at him differntly.I respect that he prefers to keep his knowledge to himself,but I could never think less of him or any of the brave boys who put their own lifes on the line for me and everybody who lives in this country freely. And for all the boys with dreams and plans of a wonderful future who did not make it back to live out those dreams,I am forever in debt to you and what you stood for and against in a place where you really did not belong.My love to you all living and those to who have past.SP