PictureNo Peace (Jim Fox)

We came home nearly forty years ago to a place that we didn’t know, and that didn’t know us. We tried our best to fit in, to go back in time, trying to return to who we were and what we had been just a few short years earlier. For most of us it didn’t work. The world that we knew, and thought they knew us, was no longer there, gone, along with our innocence, and a lot of our friends. Many things, and in some cases, people, that just a few years earlier had meant so much to us, meant nothing now, and the feeling was mutual. Often, the one that had promised to wait forever, didn’t….but we never knew ’til we came home. Sometimes, even the churches that we went to before, didn’t want us sitting in the same pews with “good” people on Sunday. After all….WE had blood on our hands. Things like this are hard to forget, or forgive.

Our “before Nam” buddies, the ones who didn’t go, weren’t anymore. The ones that would still talk to us just wanted to know what we had “DONE” over there. And then didn’t want to listen when we told them. They soon figured out that weren’t putting up with their bullshit, and stopped coming around. We had lost friends before….We tried to forget………..

So, time goes by, many of us found someone who accepted us, and was willing to put up with our little “quirks”. Soon we had kids, a place to live, and in some instances, after many failed attempts, a pretty descent job. And, we had a dog (him we could trust). It seemed as if we had everything we needed……….We almost forgot………..BUT………

But there was NO PEACE. There was NEVER any PEACE. Not really. Things were just never the same for us. Everyone always wondered why, bu they didn’t really want to know. Some people said, “If it’s that Vietnam thing, get over it. It wasn’t really a war, and besides it was a long time ago. Grow up”. Most people don’t deserve to know, most never will. We do.

The people we choose to let into our lives are either like us, or accept us for who we are. We seem to surround ourselves with others, who like us, also can not forget, yet who we know we can forever, and always, really trust. Those that know what we are about, what is in our hearts, and that share the love we have for each other. WE WILL NEVER FORGET, That’s what makes us, ………..The Vietnam Veteran………….BROTHERS FOREVER

Jim Fox, 1st Cav, 67-68

5 thoughts on “No Peace

  1. America is full of the “walking dead” from 40+ years ago. I believe the reason you even know of us is the internet.Had we not found each other on the net, we would not have made the necessary progress to be among the “civilians” who derided our service and questioned our morality. Still there are many who do not announce the participation in the “war” as the emotions are still too close to the surface. The only ones who do know us and appreciate us are other veterans. The “Wall” is our mecca. And Thor , for the most part is our God….
    The only good thing to come from Vietnam is the promise we made to each other. ” Never Forget” so the next generation(s) will never come home unappreciated . That respect will be given in life and in death of those who serve with honor. The Patriot Guard is from that idea.
    Lastly- Making it home was one thing, surviving the peace is entirely another. Remember that next time you see a veteran. And America needs to care for their own. THey went many died many were horrendously wounded. They need us, they need jobs they need hope and they need to know they are loved. Go to work America!

    1. Thank you for sharing. I do have to say however, that there are others who do care other than the Veterans. That is why I, as a proud daughter of a Vietnam veteran, along with many others helping me, do what we do. This includes providing the veterans a platform to tell their own stories, whether through this blog and website tribute page or our TV Show.

      America that you are referring to should get busy….and that America SHOULD INCLUDE the Government to make sure THEY follow through on what THEY should be doing regarding Veterans.

      Thank you,
      Thuy Smith
      Proud Daughter of A Vietnam Veteran
      Advocate for healing ALL wounds of War

  2. I hear you loud and clear, brother. I was there ’67-’68 too. It may lessen but it goes on and on, and your words nailed it. Thank you for that. And welcome home. Paul K – 199th Light Infantry Brigade, the Redcatchers

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