I’d been doing some background on our negotiations with North Korea, comparing South Korea from the Vietnam War era to today. I just started a series at my political blog.
I was part of a corps-level exercise near the DMZ. It was in October, ’74, beginning two days after my youngest son was born in Zama, Japan. I picked up my mother at Haneda in Tokyo, took her to our quarters, kissed my wife, new baby and older son, then grabbed my gear, and went to catch ...Continue Reading →