I started thinking about writing this book as a memoir of my experience as a young soldier in the Vietnam War, beginning in November, 1967 until November, 1968. It was to have been an effort to relate to my family, especially to my children, what it was like to have fought during the war.As I started trying to recall my experiences, I found that I could remember only a few scattered details. Somehow, it seems as if my entire life can be encapsulated in just a few memorable snapshots in a photograph album. So, the book became not only a memoir of war, but, a memoir of my life, and a reflection upon the war; my thoughts and feelings about what was going on, during the war; my life after the war; and how the two would became inseparable. I hope that in my doing so that those, who read this account, may understand a little bit better how my entire life, and perhaps that of my comrades, was influenced by events of that one year in Vietnam, in service to my country.