My Poem to My Wife, Nancy
We had a little disappointment when Frank’s name was not on the list for an early drop, but we knew that each day that passed would still get us closer to being together again. Also, we knew that no matter how many days we had left of separation, nothing could change the deep love we had for each other. Frank had turned twenty-two years old and spent his birthday in a guard tower overlooking the A Shau Valley. The devastation of the valley that Frank saw looking down from that tower brought out deep thoughts about the Vietnam War and war in general, which he shared with me in a...
Read MoreGuard Duty & Thoughts on War
Our letters were arriving from each other in the time frame that Frank and I had become accustomed to. Thank God, the Doctors had managed to get Frank back to being a healthy soldier and he had been on an R&R which game him time to heal and relax a little. Finally, we were coming to the end of September 1971. We were both doing the best we could to make the days go by faster and praying that Frank would get an early drop to be home for Christmas. The next letter I got from Frank caused me to worry. September 27, 1971 Dear Nancy, Hello, my Darling. How’s the most precious thing...
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The poem Frank had written for me made me cry as I read it over and over. I put the poem and his letter back into the envelope, I walked to the cedar chest at the end of our bed then placed the letter into a white box which was inside it. After shutting the lid on the cedar chest, I set propped up with some pillows on our bed then wrote him a letter. This white box inside the cedar chest which held all of the letters I had received from Frank while he was in Vietnam in 1971 would forty-seven years later be opened by me again only after it was revealed in a dream for me to look inside this...
Read MoreDearest Fancy
Frank was really worried about our future in his last letter. Even though he was getting upset and depressed, after a few days of thinking deeply, I knew Frank would come back with the strength that was in him, realize how much I loved him, how proud I was of him, and together as a team, we would work out the future. The next letter proves how resilient Frank was. October 17, 1971 Dear Nancy, Dearest Francy, huh? Well, I’m in a fancy mood tonight. Are you over the shock yet? Yep, old grouchy nasty me is in a fairly decent mood. No, I’m not feeling sorry for myself and...
Read MoreWife of a Shorty
Frank was coming home, not in eighty-three days, but in thirty-three. After receiving the letter telling me of Frank getting a drop of fifty days, I called everybody to tell them that he would be coming home soon. Excitement and happiness totally overwhelmed me. I received a letter from Frank the next day and he was so overwhelmed, happy, and excited too. October 26, 1971 Dearest Nancy, I love you! You had better get your stuff together woman. Big daddy will be there most rickety tick! That’s right. That letter you got yesterday was no lie. We have 32 days left in this _ _ _ _ _ _...
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