I am an old Vietnam combat vet, came back on a Red Cross plane, spent time in a Military Hospital. Had no idea why I spent 10-years bouncing jobs, relationships, and mostly drunk. Now been with the same Saint (wife) for 47-years. She had a rough go of it, but we both stayed faithful. There was minimal acknowlegement of the Vet's problems, until about the 1st Gulf War. Lost many friends and old classmates to booze, drugs, or suidcide. Ihave come a really long way in my never-ending journey to become "normal" HA!. Having said all this, I think I am now at a place in my life where I an relate quickly with students with symptions, and actually help them succeed. Life certainly hold surprises, it is up to all of us to help others.
