My son, Abel, in ‘Nam. This photo just triggered images in my mind, as it may for others my age. How subtly reminiscent of so many other shots my generation has seen of fit young men in ‘Nam in decades past. Can’t you just see a different colored helmet (maybe camouflage) on his head, and a young John McCain (or John Rambo) at his side, just out of the photo (maybe a chopper in the distance)? Thank God those days are behind us, eh? I bet you can’t even detect “the smell of napalm in the morning” anymore.
[Photo courtesy of Erin]
