I don't know about you, but I've found myself thinking about LZ Margo a lot this week. My thoughts and feelings about that day are all over the place. Part of me wishes the memories would magically disappear, and yet part of me doesn't want them gone. The sounds of September 16, 1968 are forever etched into my mind. The distant "thumping" of rounds leaving the NVA mortar tubes, and the blood curdling screams of the wounded and dying will haunt me until the day I die. Somehow, erasing those memories doesn't seem fair to those who sacrificed their lives. For me, that would mean those brave Marines have been forgotten, and that their sacrifice was for naught. That creates my dilemma. Even though those memories are still painful, I can't dishonor them by forgetting. Who's going to remember that day and those sacrifices if I forget?
I have a good friend who served in Vietnam with the Army. One of his favorite sayings when we talk about Vietnam is, "I'm tired of being tired." Personally, I'm tired of reliving those moments over and over. I'm tired of the countless "ups" and "downs" in my life because of that time so long ago. I can't begin to tell you how many times over the years I've wanted to throw in the proverbial towel and quit. Another dilemma. To quit would dishonor those men, so I keep plugging away. To be fair, those "ups" and "downs" have made me who I am today. I'm tired, but I'm not beaten. Actually, I'm a much better and stronger person because of Vietnam and in particular, September 16, 1968. As much as my memories haunt me, I'm not sure I would change that part of my life. God has, and continues to bless my life beyond belief. It's difficult for me to be angry or bitter when I've been so blessed. Yes, there are times when I still feel "tired" and defeated, but the blessings in my life out weigh those moments by far.
I often reflect on the amazing people God has put into my life over the years. I'm honored and humbled to have served with you at LZ Margo. Today is a day of reflection and remembrance for me. Let's honor those brave Marines we left behind by never forgetting their sacrifice, and by living our lives to the fullest. We owe that to them. Semper Fi
I agree with Larry Steve. Bob Arrotta, a friend from my days on 881S with India 3/26. Told me some me back that he kept photos of that hill and Khe Sanh in his office not for people to see that he was there, but for people to know that Marines were there and elsewhere throughout history.