The author of this book is of no great importance—only its message, which speaks honestly and candidly of a time that must never be forgotten.
This book has been written for those who died in 'Nam and also for those who survived, if only to experience another kind of dying. Returning home with the scars of battle safely concealed in their minds and hearts, many became peacetime casualties, accelerating the death toll far beyond what has been recorded on The Wall in Washington D.C.
These walking wounded who, like the author, have suffered with the debilitating after affects of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), all have their own stories to tell. Every one recorded here is true. Only the names have been changed to ensure their much needed privacy.
So great they were, these comrades in arms—all scattered now, with their bad memories and haunted lives. Having survived 'Nam, they returned to fight the hardest battle of all, a battle for sanity and peace, in a world that did not understand the nature of their pain.
“On that same night, I will pass through Egypt and strike down every first born, both men and animals, and I will bring judgment on all the Gods of Egypt. I am the Lord.
“The blood will be a sign for you on the houses where you are, and when I see the blood, I will pass over you. No destructive plague wil touch you when I strike Egypt.?Exodus 12:12, 13 NIV)
Author's Note: And the people obeyed God. They killed the lamb and spread the blood on the door posts and went inside, and when the Death Angel came through the city, all were spared who were in that place, for the angel had passed over them.
I too am a first born, and while being battle-scarred, wounded, and near death, I was passed over by the Angel of Death. Was it because of the blood that had already been shed as a sacrifice, or was it simply not my time? For years I have wondered, why was I spared? Perhaps for this time, and this book. Perhaps. MJB
