I returned to Vietnam May 1st with my wife to walk the ground again and heal old wounds. We journeyed north from DaNang to the DMZ and back through Hue. In 1968 I was in a CAG compound for 4 months just south of Hue during the Tet offensive. While interacting with the villagers in our area I became friends with a young boy named “Jim-mie”. A nickname we had given him. I had a photo and a memory of where the village was and with the help of our guide I was able to find him. We hugged, We cried, and I met his wife and 2 sons. It was truly a guided moment that we will never forget.
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