
Dau Tieng Airstrip
Last Thursday, two days before my 70th birthday, a gift I never could have imagined, arrived in the mail. From a man I had never met. He hoped I would receive it in time for my birthday. After Eddy was killed in Vietnam March 4th, 1968, I put my head in the sand and wanted to hear nothing about the war. I never watched a Vietnam movie or read the news reports. And there I stayed forever, until 2008, when a Viet Cong veteran, who fought in the firefight against Eddy, gave me