Re: Ctrl+V
Tucson Arizona, April 23rd, 1967.
It was a beautiful sunny spring day in Tucson, Arizona. Christopher McKay sat at his front porch, in his usual relaxed pair of jeans and his favourite T-Shirt, reading a letter he had just received. It was from the U.S. Army, so he had a pretty good idea what it was about.
The war had been going on for quite a while now, and he was surprised he had not already been sent to Vietnam in order to fight.
He had enrolled in the Reserves ever since he had been 18, and now, three years later, he is about to have his first sight of action.
The letter read; "Dear Private McKay, we are in desperate need of more soldiers in order to support in the effort over in Vietnam. Since you are a member of the Reserves, you have your training all accomplished, and thus, we are sending you to Vietnam within a week. Be prepared for departure on the 30th of April."
He was shocked, for the day before he had bought the love of his life an engagement ring, he wanted nothing but her, but now he was off to war, maybe never to return.
He had to tell her, so he called "Marie! Can you come out here for a moment?"
She noticed the slight strain in his voice, the voice she had loved for oh so long. She came out of the house dressed in a light green blouse that went perfect with her deep green eyes, and her dark brown hair going just past her shoulders, and a pair of black dress pants that fit her so amazingly.
"Yes dear?" she asked, a bit of strain in her voice.
He took her hand, and said "Babe, the army sent me a letter, they're sending me to Vietnam next week."
"WHAT!" she exclaimed, "You can't go to 'Nam! Do you have ANY idea how many soldiers have died over there? I don't want to lose you!" she looked at him with the puppy dog eyes that always end any other argument.
He looked into her beautiful green eyes, and said in all seriousness "Marie, I love you with all my heart, without you I would be nothing, but this is something I have to do, I will come back, if it's the last thing I do, I WILL see you again." He squeezed her hand when he was saying this.