musings of a middle-aged optimist

My dad was in the Vietname war, he quit high school and lied about his age, and he still has some problems. He was a door-gunner on a medi-vac, but he dosen't talk about that. If he talks about anything it'll be the good times, or when he was a guard. And if you need to wake him up you have to stand near his feet, 'cause he kind of pops up. My dad has joined the VFW, DAV, and American Legion, and he probably talks to the people in those groups, or at least I hope he does, because he knows that they will understand, where's I and most of the people I know can't because we haven't been there, so we don't understand.