It doesn’t seem possible to me that my year in Viet Nam, and the following year aboard the aircraft carrier USS ORISKANY off the coast of Viet Nam, are now almost 50 years in the past.  When a person is at an early stage of the life journey, the road to the future seems to stretch out for a vast distance ahead, to some unknown terminal point.  But when one gets closer to that terminal point, the road seems like it wasn’t so long after all.

A few years ago I decided to set down on paper, for my children, grandchildren and future descendants, some of the more interesting segments of that journey.  My sons have since persuaded me that some of those memories might be of interest to a wider audience. Thus, this memoir and one covering my time on ORISKANY, have been created.

If I were to sum up my life experiences in a few words, I would borrow those words from Robert Frost’s The Road Not Taken. The poem concludes —

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.



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