On 1 January 1969, under the new U.S. Indian hot sex “What code is that?” You ask. Most were thanking me for showing them that there were others like themselves. “Truth, Honor, Bravery and the courage to take action when others do not,” “To always do what is right and just,” “To never give up hope,” I say to you as my lips tremble. I am married to two lovely women Kay and Cathy. Sherri is Kay’s daughter who I adopted years ago and she has only ever known me as daddy. It was just not from Vietnam veterans but from vets who had served recently in Iraq, Afghanistan and some places I did not even know we were involved. I had her hand me something that I could have easily reached for with my working arm. Kay, Cathy and Sherri have decided to be our guest writers as long as I help them. I awoke some months later from a coma in a hospital in Japan. Sherri is married to Duke a decorated war veteran like myself.
