(Jarheads Too)

There were no bands.
Nobody spat on me.
We drove out the gate.
Just Mulliner and me.
I couldn’t cheer.
He had to go back.
Job, college, family.
It didn’t much matter.
I was alive.
I was free.
In Da Nang,
the locals lined the road.
As they did when I landed.
Cheering,
for my replacement.
I would study history.
I would vote.
I would do the things,
dead men cannot do.
Ten years later.
In Da Nang,
the locals lined the road.
As they did when I landed.
Cheering,
for the North Vietnamese.
War sucks!
LDT 30 Aug ‘21
“Soldier, We Love You “ Rita Martinson
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Epilogue: I got out of the Marines on May 13, 1966. The day before 14 Marines and 1 Navy Corpsman from First Battalion. Ninth Marines were killed in Vietnam. A year earlier, I had had a temporary assignment with 1/9. Semper Fi guys. You are not forgotten.
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I can imagine. What a slap in the face!
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