The writer served in Vietnam as an eighteen year old marine. He experienced Vietnam at its worst. At such a young age, his experiences were imprinted upon his memory in a way that PTSD will permanently engrave the past forever. His poems are not the run of the mill war poems, but poems of beauty. And you ask, "How can war poems be poems of beauty?"Take a chance and read, and judge for yourself. Experience the raw pain, and experience the healing of the soul. Walk in this marine's boots. Follow the path he has followed for more than forty years. Take the dare. I was born and raised in Quincy, MA. At the age of 17 I was expelled from high school. I was a juvenile delinquent. I then had a brainstorm and was propelled by its winds in the direction of Parris Island to become a man. Just a few months after my 18th birthday, I was sent to Vietnam. I survived but brought home a head full of trauma. In 1990 I returned to Vietnam to see if I could find myself again. After my return, I began to write.My desire is to share my journey with others through my writing, and to give life and honor to those I served with in Vietnam who no longer have a voice.I have been married for more than 47 years. I have two children and two granddaughters.I served the Quincy Fire Department for 32 years and retired in 2005 as the Chief of Department.Peace
