A short story about a boy drafted into the Vietnam conflict. It starts out cheerful enough until the realization that the definition of enemy becomes more illusive than the jungle combat zone itself. He tries to cope with his conflicts of interest, the untold jungle drug wars, the ignored race issues of that period, and don’t forget everyone is a teenager armed to the teeth in a hot stinking hell hole jungle an yes accident do happen. The timing of the Vietnam engagement is at the turning point of popularity and patriotism is also in question. The dirty deeds of covert operations, avoidable friendly fire, sacrificing a platoon for the good of a battalion, murder of innocent victims for the cause, and what are we fighting for, tear apart the very fibers of dignity, loyalty, and morality.
Jim Raab
http://chuckleberryjim.blogspot.com/
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