Like many young men that were born into the era immediately following the end of World War II, George Brondsema was brought up with the belief that there was no higher calling than to serve one's country through military service. Patriotism was undeniable, and following in the footsteps of your father, who had just defended this country, made this an easy choice for many young men. In early 1965, most people in the United States had probably never even heard of Vietnam and wouldn't be able to locate it on a map. Over the next decade it would become all too familiar. This is a story of one young man's experience in dealing with a war that divided a nation and made us more cynical as a people. There have been many books written about this time and place in history-this is just one man's experience, and doesn't attempt to speak for all those who spent their youth and subsequent life dealing with the aftermath. One thing is crystal clear, however-these young men didn't create this war or lose it. Not one major battle was ever lost! These men were made to feel that they somehow failed the country, but the reality is that this country failed them.