I had lunch yesterday with the bloke who was my platoon commander for six months in South Vietnam in 1970. I hadn’t seen him for thirty eight years, but this was not a problem.
Driving home, I wondered why it took me so long to look him up – he’s lived fairly close for a while. Inertia is the best rationale, but it is a poor excuse. The fellowship of old soldiers is unique and valuable, and it should be fostered. We should also support each other – not that this bloke needs it – he’s had a very successful life post Vietnam.
The other great part of this exercise was the opportunity to drive my new toy a couple of hundred kilometres over interesting roads between Toowoomba and the Scenic Rim.
All in all, a very pleasant day.
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