My unit circle got me through Vietnam.

I knew this game was going to be like this. When we played them down there we shot the ball about as well you could possibly shoot it, so the score was a little deceiving, but Coach Clifford had his kids ready to play and we just made some plays.

Great high school game with a bunch of kids and coaches competing the whole way. Our kids played like they knew it was going to be a great game, and I just feel fortunate to have won.

What he is saying basically is they don't want to have a situation like in Vietnam where guys were going to Canada to get out of serving or have that kind of adverse publicity.

Hell had been his Vietnam. It had stamped its mark on him for all eternity, and no amount of denial or self-imposed ignorance was going to change it. Ever.

I'm happy that I'm alive. I feel like someone coming back from Vietnam, you know; I'm sure that later on I'll start killing people in a square somewhere, but right now, I just feel happy to be alive.