To The Lost: Drive on. Don’t Mean Nothing.

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Wherever I went in Vietnam I heard the same words. They were the mantra of the war:

Drive on. Don’t Mean Nothing.

When things went wrong. When things went right. When a friend died. When you lived. That civilians at home despised you. That you were there at all. Always the same words:

Drive on. Don’t Mean Nothing.

Men chanted it like a charm, like orphans trying to ward off evil. Like a hopeless prayer against the darkness.:

Drive on. Don’t Mean Nothing.

Memorial Day is for the dead. To my dead I say, you are never forgotten.

Drive on. Don’t Mean Nothing.