Major Michael O’Donnell Major Michael O’Donnell was a helicopter pilot killed in action near Dak To, Vietnam in March of 1970. Although I did not know Major O’Donnell we were in Vietnam at the same time, and in some of the same places. This is a poem he penned three months before his […]
Category: Poetry
£ Oh sweet bird of youth, when did you slip away? When we were young, it was not clear that you might leave one day. € We had such times on your great wings those days indeed did fly. And now you’re gone we can’t recall just when you passed us by. […]
I penned this during a time when some politicians were considering cutting Veterans benefits. The VC and NVA tried to finish us off…..but we outlasted them. The hippies didn’t like us, the VFW didn’t want us…and we outlasted them to. Agent Orange, PTSD, and […]