Dad was a Bn advisor for the 25th ARVN DIV. The photos he sent home were of a smiling young officer. His pencil sketches were of My Loc children in tattered clothes. His letters were hopeful. He wrote every day from that war... about America's integrity, about starting a family, about his life. Xoai Doi. Rach Kien. Can Duc. Combat ops and faces of war were documented carefully in two photo albums. He saw lessons and beauty there all around him. He didn't know he'd be passing them on to me, one day. Thanks Dad.