Just for information purposes. I discovered some time back . That if you don't tell your story.When you die,it dies with you.After 6 years in the Marines I was discharged & went home.Got into the building trades. As an apprentice,most of the guys were in their 40s & WW2 vets.I never said a word but they found out I was a vet & then it started.I was an apprentice so I kept my mouth shut.Actually it started before I ever started work.When I applied at the union.The presedent of the union was a navy ww2 vet & gave me crap about viet nam not being a real war.It went on for almost 5 years.When I got my journeymans card.The owner of the company made me Superintendent.He said I had "moxie". Thank you Marine corps ! The tables had turned and now it was my turn.Like I said in a recent post.Being turned away from the vfw was a real disappointment.They mentioned something about drugs.45 years later someone saw a 1st Marine division pin on a ball cap I was wearing & said."Thank you for your service" I just smiled & said thank you.