It’s Christmas 1975. I’m 5 yrs old and so glad my dad survived Vietnam. I know he’ll live to be my hero for many years
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It’s Christmas 1975. I’m 5 yrs old and so glad my dad survived Vietnam. I know he’ll live to be my hero for many years
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Dad looks very happy to be home, the dog wants to know if you like the biscuits they got for you, if not they might take them off of your hands
this is proper old school cool. Also, with beautiful chompers like that I bet he loves steak!
This photo is so happy and painful all at once. Thank you for sharing it.
what a nice picture. I can tell your dad was alright from the pic.
Glad he made it back and thanks to him!
Powerful image, thanks for sharing.
I’m happy that you remember your dad fondly.
He’s still kicking? Excellent. I hope he lost at least some of his cool… he is over the top in this shot.
I’m glad your dad was able to come home to his loving family
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Fucking nam.
Thankful for your dad and all the other vets. I have an uncle who did two tours in Viet Nam. We were thankful for his return.
What was the White shepherds name? I’ve got a 10 year old named Dallas. Just the best dogs.
This is badass. My dad served In Delaware during Vietnam lol. But I’m still proud of the old fella. Grateful for men like your father, for sure.
He’s still around? That’s awesome. I also hope he is your hero for many more years! He’s got a great smile.
This looks like my Christmas pics from my childhood. Made me smile even though I didn’t want to.
Thanks for sharing OP. It looks like he is happy too.
Handsome dude! I’m glad he made it to beam that smile at y’all for years too.
Every time I see one of these old Christmas photos I look at the tree, I love the old style ornaments and tinsel. Trees now are different. But this time, I couldn’t get past his beaming smile, and had to look a second time to see those wonderful satin string baubles and the garland. What a great memory!
Did he ever get prosthetics?
I’m so glad that your Dad came home to share this moment together with you. It’s so special and I’m honored that you now share this tender moment with us.
He reminds me of Hank Williams Jr
Old photos have character
Lieutenant Dad
I hope I’m not being pessimistic but that “I know he’ll live to be my hero for many years” reads as though that is exactly NOT what happened. Op, are you willing to share?
My Best Christmas ever was 75. My dad wasn’t supposed to get leave and the day before Christmas he got it and caught a plane and got home for Christmas. Some things you don’t forget!
My old man passed in March 2021. He was part of the 199th light infantry. I think his tour was in 1968-1969. Glad to see that your old man made it too.
Son of a dad who also survived Vietnam and was also an amputee. He was an incredible provider, but always carried his experience with him.
He retired a few years back and finally went in to the VA to get the psychological help he needed to deal with almost 50 years of grief.
Now, he volunteers at the VA to help other vets cope.
This one photo tells so much about what a true hero this man is.
Viet vet here, US government fucked me up yet I survived and going strong. Your dad was a great father.
Soo happy he made it home even if not in one piece. My mom always talks about my uncle that didn’t make it home. She’s always had a whole in her heart for her 18 yr old big brother that just had to leave one day nvr to return.
My old man was a huey gunner for rescue birds. He did two tours and came home with some pretty gnarly inner scars. Became a teacher, met my mom, raised three kids, died of cancer a few years ago. Never talked to me about what he would drink quiet until right before he died. Got his stories over some good scotch, he told me he had waited too long to tell them, and died a much lighter man.
One of my nephews got gone from Afganistan right before the withdrawal. He’s been telling me his stories, which sound almost exactly like his grandfather’s. He’s doing better knowing that Pepere and I talked, and I value being able to tell the stories the old man can’t.
Being an amputee of one leg is bad enough, I can’t imagine how difficult life became for him with losing more than one and an arm.
There are 2 very large situations an amputee is very aware of: responding to the problem in front of you & experiencing the reactions of those around you. It’s the best way I can explain it… you have to become hyper-aware of the world around you and how you learn how to respond to it. You also become hyper-aware of how others behave around you.
I’m sure he felt & was so aware of your love and admiration.