Vietnam

Part I of Essay
Well, this is it. Today I leave my home in Greensville, Maine for . I am going to fight for my country. I am only nineteen years old and I know very little about the war. For better or worse I was drafted early last week. The week had started out normal, and my life seemed ....

Part II of Essay
.... numb with the fear that I will have to kill another human being, or worse I myself will be shot and killed. How could my family and Abbey deal with this? Everyone here hates the war and just wants to go home to their families. Everyday dozens of men are shot or killed by land mines, and I am really becoming depressed. I have seen so many men die just inches away from me. All I can think of is that could be me. I have come to the conclusion that war is the most awful and barbaric thing that anyone would ever have to go through, and I hate ....