Vietnam helped me realize who the true heroes really are in this world. It's not the home-run hitters.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Vietnam helped me to look at the horror and terror in the hearts of people and realize how we can't aim guns and set booby traps for people we have never spoken a word to. That kind of impersonal violence mystifies me.
The Vietnam War totally turned my life around. Some people's lives were eliminated or destroyed by the experience. I was one of the fortunate few who came out better off.
But despite their heroic acts, the Vietnam Veterans of America continued to struggle to establish a combat badge in honor of these brave pilots and medics.
I had my footballing heroes such as Bryan Robson and Diego Maradona but my dad was a rugby league star, and he was my real hero. But the relationship with my mum was rocky and we saw things that would affect any youngster.
I knew how to read box scores and who the baseball heroes were before I had ever seen or even heard much of a game.
The World War II generation believed the United States could do anything - anything... And Vietnam was a shattering experience for everyone.
For a long time, I'd been vaguely fascinated by the idea that Charles Lindbergh flew the Atlantic and Babe Ruth hit 60 home runs in the same summer.
I wasn't for Vietnam. When I told that to the hippie newspaper, all my people got nervous.
Jackie Robinson is a true legend.
I've really had two heroes in my life. My father and Ronald Reagan.