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September 1968. Dai La Pass. We are out of the bush conducting a memorial ceremony, standing at attention in formation. My mind is hollering, "what a bunch of bull shit!" I lift my eyes to scream silently, "F..k you, God, I don't like your rules, I won't play your game, I will never feel love again..." So begins chapter one of this first-person memoir of ten Vietnam veterans. Each chapter is one Marine's story. Each will reveal something profoundly moving that you will wish you had known before but are glad you hadn't. These are stories of initiation into battle. Somewhere up front, a few…mehr

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September 1968. Dai La Pass. We are out of the bush conducting a memorial ceremony, standing at attention in formation. My mind is hollering, "what a bunch of bull shit!" I lift my eyes to scream silently, "F..k you, God, I don't like your rules, I won't play your game, I will never feel love again..." So begins chapter one of this first-person memoir of ten Vietnam veterans. Each chapter is one Marine's story. Each will reveal something profoundly moving that you will wish you had known before but are glad you hadn't. These are stories of initiation into battle. Somewhere up front, a few rifle shots ring out, then escalate quickly into lots of small arms fire, and we're in it. Fear arises. My gut is wrenched so tight I couldn't shit if I had to. 'Zit,' I have heard the bullet. It is already past me. I am lying on my back as low as I can get. Bullets hit the branches just above me. One hits immediately in front of my face. These stories are personal. It gets no more personal than understanding that others are trying hard to kill you. And sometimes they come close. Suddenly, I felt a hefty blow to my head and fell face-first onto the ground. Before I blacked out, I heard my squad leader, Dave Anthony, yelling, "Help him." Francis responded, "It's too late." When I came to, my head was pounding, and I was afraid to move. When Sergeant Buffalo" and Doc O'Konski got to me and asked where I was hit, I pointed to my head. I could feel Doc O's hands on my head when Sergeant Buffalo" said to me, You lucky bastard! It went through your helmet." These are stories of brotherhood. At this point, I had been pulled off the battlefield after several days of combat right into emergency surgery and was still covered from head to toe with everything you'd think I would be covered with in those circumstances. Mike and the nurse began cleaning me up, my face and hands stained black from all the dirt, cordite, and explosions. When I opened my eyes and focused, I saw Mike, my childhood friend, in all his New York City glory. I think I spent three days at the Da Nang hospital... (Mike) was at my side almost the entire time, holding my hand and helping the staff, constantly caring for me and my wounds. Finally, these are stories of consequences. These Marines came home to a political quagmire nearly as treacherous as the battlefields. In each chapter, these authors explain what was so very wrong about that war, why, and who was responsible. Words failed these Marines for five decades when they have been among those without shared experience. All these years later, they find those words and unleash them without remorse. If you were there, you will recognize the truth in this book. If you were not and want to know what it was really like during and after the Vietnam War, this book is for you!
Autorenporträt
Bob Fischer is a 1955 Naval Academy graduate and career Marine Corps officer who retired in 1982. He was Captain of Marines on the USS Saint Paul CA-73, the 7th Fleet Flagship from 1961 to 1963. At that time he also studied four guerrilla wars in Southeast Asia and was able to obtain the Malaya Jungle School Syllabus at Johore Bahru. At Camp Lejeune N.C., he later used it to establish the 2nd Marine Division Counter-Guerrilla Warfare School that trained 20,000 Marines, Navy Seals, Sea-Bees, and Army Special Forces Teams. His award-winning book Guerrilla Grunt documents this experience. From 1966 to 1968, he was a Vietnamese Marine Corps Battalion and Task Force Adviser who was called Covan (trusted friend); he then entitled his book-Covan. In 2010, he attended a lecture given by the Rocky Mountain Hyperbaric Association in Boulder, Colorado which motivated him to support their fledgling hyperbaric clinic as a Veteran's Advocate to assist in raising funds for veteran therapy. This effort helped with the treatment and healing of combat veterans suffering from the signature wounds of war-traumatic brain injury (TBI) and post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). For this he was named the Veteran Advocate of the Year, 2012, by the American Legion, Colorado. His award-winning book, The Miracle Workers of South Boulder Road was coauthored with fellow Veteran Advocate, Grady Birdsong. It placed in Best Book Awards as a finalist in the Alternative Medicine category as well as placing in the Top Ten Books of the Ben Franklin Awards in 2016. It also won three first place awards at the Colorado Independent Publishers Association (CIPA) annual EVVY Awards dinner. Hardly retired, Colonel Fischer and his wife live in Arvada where he is active in Marine Corp activities. This is his seventh book.