Last in a series from the ruins and rivers of Southeast Asia
My first trip to Vietnam ended in mid-March 2013. I flew out of Saigon/Ho Chi Minh City a few weeks shy of 45 years since I was drafted into the US Army during the Vietnam War.
As a soldier, I never made it out of the United States, spending nearly two years based in and around Washington, DC.
But I will never forget 1968.