It was 41 years today that my Brother Frank and his crew were lost at Pleime. For some reason after all these years,this year I am having a very hard time with it.I can't pinpoint why this year especially is bad. Could it be I just lost my Oldest Sister a month ago?
I had a dream last night I was in a foxhole and bullets were flying all around. Next I was flying and hearing bullets flying by me. I was never in the Service but the dream felt real. I REALLY feel for those who have PTSD!
I just can't "shake" the feeling.
Thanks Guys for letting me vent.