HAPPY MARCH 6TH BIRTHDAY TO VIETNAM VETERAN JOHN SUTOR
“My enlistment date was October 14, 1964.
In the first months of deployment, it was rough to say the least.
One day you are sitting there with a squad member, and the next
you were loading his body onto a chopper with his face blown
off. You become hardened, and even to this day I feel the same
way about death. When Dad died, it was like, “okay he’s gone.”
It was like he went to Florida and I haven’t heard from him since
December 1993. Yet when we had to put one of our pooches
down, I cried like a baby.
I know it comes from so much death and destruction. Killing
became easy. They were no more than targets. I was sure that we
were no more than targets to them too. That was my thinking at
the time. I had no respect for the enemies because I just wanted
to kill as many as I could and get out alive. I would take trophies
from their bodies and pass them out. Yes, that person is still in
me, but has been under control for the last 48 years. I think the
only thing that would flip the switch on is anyone hurting my
grandchildren or my wife, and I’ll leave it at that.
The people I served with can’t be measured in friendship. I
really have no friends. I have acquaintances, and then I have my
brothers. I have buddies that I like hearing from now and then,
but that’s as far as that goes. For instance, one of our brothers
passed away several years ago. My company commander asked if
I would have his back during his eulogy, and without hesitation
my wife and I were on our way to DC for one of ours. I didn’t know him, but he was one of the company commander’s top
squad leaders. It’s simply mutual respect, and most of A/2/502
1966 has it.
Growing up you have friends, but there is nothing
to compare to the person you were in battle with.”
~ John Sutor, Vietnam Veteran
John’s full story appears in the book Vietnam And Beyond, Veteran Reflections, available on Amazon.com
Veteran stories are interviewed and collected by www.JennyLasala.com