Jan. 1, 1983

  I had sought to protect the sacredness and preciousness of my memories of the war with the sanctity of silence. So I had refused to talk or write about them except in an indirect way when forced to as when I offered my medals to the dead for I believed all such medals belonged to them. But the sanctity …

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Nov. 25, 1977

    And so I ended my personal war without any sense of victory but weighed down by the tears that could not flow. My hope was that I could heal the scars of my spirit, more galling than those of my body. My right abdominal muscles were cut through never to grow back and my left knee was mangled. …