Army Brat Life

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A memoir of Service, Shame and the Search for Truth Time for Army ROTC Advanced Camp After finishing my junior year at Notre Dame — three years of increasingly difficult Military Science courses, drill, and early morning PT — it was finally time for the&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See — A memoir of Service, Shame and the Search for&nbsp;Truth Return to Notre Dame I flew back to Notre Dame on Saturday, August 25, 1979, ready to start my junior year at Notre Dame. I used to love flying into Saint Joseph County Airport [SBN] and&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See — A memoir of Service, Shame and the Search for Truth Christmas Break at Fort Leavenworth As soon as I finished my last final examination at Notre Dame, which was on the absolute last day of finals on December 22nd, I ran back to&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth The Summer of 1977: Family to Fort Leavenworth and I to College The summer of 1977 marked a huge transition in my life — the bridge between childhood and independence, high school and college, Germany&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Bad Kreuznach Germany Dad transfers to 8th Infantry Division HQ and I Enter Bad Kreuznach American High School It was mid-junior year, right around New Year’s Day 1976, when my life changed again. We moved&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Distintivie Unit Patches, Flashes, and Badges of the Special Operations: Military Assistance Command Vietnam&#8211;Studies &amp; Observation Group (MACV-SOG) The Vietnam War was America’s longest and most controversial conflict, and at its murky core lay a&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Second Tour in Heidelberg, Germany When I was ten years old, our family once again packed up our lives and headed overseas — this time for our second tour in Germany. My father had received&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Return to the Command &amp; General Staff College as a Tactical Instructor After returning from Vietnam, the Army sent my father to the Command and General Staff College (CGSC) at Fort Leavenworth. This wasn’t just&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Return to Norwich University After completing his tour of duty in Korea, my father received new orders that must have filled him with pride: he was to return to his alma mater, Norwich University —&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Assignment to MACV as Cavalry Tactical Advisor in Vietnam In 1966, the war in Vietnam escalated, and our family felt its reach personally. My father received orders from the Pentagon to deploy to the Republic&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See — A memoir of Service, Shame and the Search for Truth Dad Gets Orders for Fulda, Germany In 1964, during the height of the Cold War, my father received deployment orders to Fulda, West Germany. The Berlin Wall had only recently gone up, and&hellip;</p>

<p>Believe Nothing You Hear, and Only Half of What You See&#8212;A Memoir of Service, Shame, and the Search for Truth Army Commissions Father a Cavalry Lieutenant Father Receives Orders for Fort Knox, Kentucky After graduating from Norwich University on December 18, 1958, the President of the United States commissioned my father into the United States&hellip;</p>