We were succeeding. When you looked at specifics, this became a war of attrition. We were winning.

We were succeeding. When you looked at specifics, this became a war of attrition. We were winning.

War is fear cloaked in courage.

Without censorship, things can get terribly confused in the public mind.

They're asking women to do impossible things. I don't believe women can carry a pack, live in a foxhole, or go a week without a bath.

By the end of the summer of 1973 I thought it was virtually impossible for South Vietnam to survive. How in the heck could they?

The Vietnam memorial is a masterpiece. The names of the dead are listed there, chronologically. Just the names.