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For My Brother! |
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Comin' up on years
I count as 63,
... I sometimes play
the old records.
78RPM records!
Jazz growed up.
I listen to Miles
and Coltrane,
and the plaintive sax of Stan Getz.
I remember what we did
to make it right.
I remember Nam,
and the long days
and dark nights!
The firefights.
Mostly, Woody!
I think of changes made for the better.
... and how hard it was
to write a letter
when a Brother was gone.
We may not be remembered
my friend,
but we were there
every damn day,
and every damn night.
Soldiers 'til the end. |
By
Lou J. Klaiber
Copyright 2003
Listed August
18, 2009 |
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Author's Note... In memory of
Thurman "Woody" Woodfork |
Lou served in Vietnam in 3 Corps Vietnam during 1965 - 1966 as a Sergeant E-5.
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