My older brother did 2 tours in Vietnam. His first stint was during Tet, then later during the draw down. He never was the same when he came home. The long term damage done to him there was more than he could deal with. We lost him in 2006. I had the privilege of being part of the Honor Guard at the graveside. It’s pretty tough to be locked up at attention listening to TAPS knowing it’s your own going into the earth. I put my flag out every Memorial Day for him, my Dad, my Grandfather, and lastly myself.