To my knowledge, I am one of only two people to survive bailing out of a burning A-26K (aka B-26K) at only 700 feet altitude at night. At my best count, about one-third of the A-26 aircrew members during the Vietnam War were KIA (killed-in action). I was fortunate to suffer only five months in Air Force hospitals doing physical therapy. I got some medals, but the one I most identify with is the simplest common denominator—the Vietnam Service Medal—that shows I belong to a special band of brothers and sisters whose sacrifice and patriotism is largely unheralded and sometimes misrepresented. I have an emotional identity with them and my own record and service, of course, but I also have a strong attachment to the truth. Therefore, I am doubly concerned when uninformed, misinformed, or Marxist agenda-driven media distorts the truth and thereby slander my former comrades in arms.
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