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1966.

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I was 16. An age that should’ve been filled with discovery and hope for the future. But, instead there was confusion all around me. I didn't understood what was happening to our country and the boys I once knew. Life would be  catastrophic for years to come. Similar to this present day pandemic.

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Vietnam. Not just a war of uncertainty, but a war of atrocity. An unkind war unwelcomed by most of us.

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 Naomi E. Kennedy

The Seventies

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