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Even though I was a little young for a lot of the sixties stuff, all my friends were always older, so I experienced most of it firsthand or very reliably secondhand. I never met or heard of anyone spitting on Vietnam Vets. I know we fought and bitched at guys enlisting, but never after they'd gone. They were why we wanted it stopped. We loved them.
It took me years to let it sink into my head that there'd been people at the airports doing that shit.
Either way, I only ever kissed and hugged them for being alive. Right now, I'm wanting to go be with them. Be with men who know how to love.
pipe up any time....
