Having recently received a packet of old family photographs, I felt compelled to go searching for my old photo collection. After 4+ hours of rummaging in the garage looking in boxes I haven't touched in years; I finally came across the two boxes that held all my old pictures. Of course they weren't where I thought they should've been ( Read more... )

My father was a Vietnam Vet. My father lived through it all, although wounded in action. My father once told me about some of the things that happened while he was in Vietnam when I was very young, and barely old enough to remember. I do remember, but only in small increments. The same way I remember my father...in small disjointed pieces....of the ( Read more... )