I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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My last fire fight was on January 1, 1969, in Song be Vietnam. We were in the Jungle next to the river. We had movement around our perimeter all night and everyone was put on 100% alert. Nothing happened until … Continue reading
NO LONGER CHERRY BOY, DIVORCE, R&R, PROMOTION, WOUNDED After six days of battle, we were air lifted out like we came in. We arrived back LZ Sharon. My wife wrote me a letter to tell me she was pregnant and … Continue reading
STEVE’S CHILDHOOD WAS NOT ON A SILVER PLATTER. I was born in the state or Oregon in 1947. My first home was on a farm east of Union, Oregon, where my father worked. Later we moved to Melton Freewater … Continue reading