I'm going to make a point of going to D.C. to see the actual memorial.
After putting it off for a number of years, I finally made the trip to see the Vietnam Wall in 1988. As you noted, it was a very moving experience. It was very tough for me, tracing the names of my Squadron (VA-146) CO, and two other fallen Squadronmates. I'm glad that I went, but decided that I wouldn't want to go through that experience again.


*BzB, Son Mike & my 2 Brothers departing bus at the Vietnam Wall 09/88
BzB