From the train ride South to Pensacola, Florida for Naval Aviation training to retirement twenty years later as a Marine Lieutenant Colonel, Neil experiences adventure, humor and danger.

I walked to the center of the Wall and faced it and tried to hold back the tears, welling inside me. A young African American man approached me.
“Did you serve in Vietnam?” he asked.
“Yes, I did,” I replied
“Thank you for going there and I am glad you made it back. May I shake your hand?”
All of a sudden I realized I waited twenty-five years for someone to do what he did. Shake my hand and say thanks for going. I told him so and I thanked him, telling him it was a nice thing he had done for me.
He walked away.
Then I cried.
  

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