1969

Trail, Thank You. 'Diffifult for me to hang on to all my normal thought when visiting the memorials. They're rather moving for me. After back & forth on college deferrals, the draft ended 10 days before my mid double digit lottery # would have been called. My contact w/ military since then leaves me with profound respect and appreciation.

Thank you for this, Hi Ho.

I have VERY mixed feelings about this: I was 19 in 1969 and was busy protesting while attending Boston University. I cannot find the capacity to 'thank' these men, but, just as much as anyone, I pity their loss.

Did they die in vain? There are arguments for both sides. I 'escaped' with my '363' lottery number, but I would not have gone, anyway. Being queer, especially then, also helped. Regardless, that wall deserves real tears. - David Lyga

Trail, 'glad you two get to share time. Heck, I'd gladly drive, make the coffee, sharpen the pencils - just to watch it done right.

David, how could they *not* be mixed? Several generations since the last large war & only mis-matched ones since then - make it easier to collectively forget the horror. If the image stirs unpleasant reminder - its really done its job. However men/women got there they have no choice once they're in. That's where my empathy is - not to civilian leadership, the job/cause they're sent to address. It doesn't surprise me you'd notice the tension. I have many of the same questions.

The perspective of this photo is very nice..I am Vietnam era veteran. I actually was in the Med on a boat in 72'. I understand

Thank you, 'blue. 'Particularly good that one who served would be find something pleasing with it.