My rating: 5 of 5 stars
As with many of these wartime memoir books, they are difficult to read. They bring out your anger, your fears, your disgust in government, your hatred for war in general. They also heal. They help you to understand, to empathize, to reach into yourself and wonder… wonder how you would have handled these situations. Ultimately, they sadden you. They sadden you because you realize that so many gave their lives during these events. So many lived through them and carry their burdens still. And why?
I’m no pacifist by a long shot, but really… what was the point of Nam?
My feelings about this era in U.S. history don’t even one iota lessen my respect for those who suffered (and are suffering still) through it; soldiers, civilians, families, etc. The words on the page can inform you. They can make you see, understand, even feel a hint of the suffering: however, no words can ever take you there and let you experience what soldiers like Mr. Caputo experienced.