It’s easy for me to forget that many people today know less than nothing about the Vietnam War, so a long preamble seems to be in order. While writi...g stories with this subject matter is cathartic for me—and I hope for others—they are not easy stories to write. After thirty-five plus years, memories fade, if you were there and I’ve gotten some facts wrong, feel free to contact me with a correction. On another level, remembering lost friends can be very painful but also, oddly, extremely. Coupled with shoulder length black hair and tan skin from her mixed East Asian heritage, she had been the object of attention throughout High School. She never did reciprocate any advances because she was worried her parents would find out. That wasn’t the case anymore though.You on the other hand were not that lucky. You stood at a slightly taller 5’6, and since your parents enrolled you into the same Swim and dance classes Stacy was in, you never developed much mass, instead getting a. "Did you sell your soul to the devil for that power?"I reached into my pocket for a packet of tissues and leaned across the table to dry her eyes."I'm sorry," I said. "I see that once again I have said something to disturb you."Abruptly she stood up and grabbed my hand. "Please," she demanded with a low voice, "Take me away from here. I don't want to break down in public."I threw two dollars on the table for the coffee and led her to my car. As I pulled out of the parking lot, I asked her,. I stopped next to Maria and asked her where she was going and if she needed a ride. She said she was just going to take a taxi to the school. I told her I will give her a ride to school. She got in the car and I drove off she was very quite, I asked her if she knew who I was, to my surprise she told me she didn’t know. I introduced myself and told her I was her neighbor she was shocked and apologized. As we spoke she told me she walks every morning to catch the bus. I told her if I am leaving.