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Tour of Duty

I lost my innocence one night in September of 1987. The television screen was blank, through the speakers came the sound of a lone guitar and static, drums began to beat and I saw the jungle. “Paint it, Black” began and I knew war, a concept I could never have thought of on my own …

L.D.L.

I never really knew the man, we never really connected. There aren’t any pictures of the good times we had, sometimes I wonder if there were any. I see him when I look in the mirror, mostly because that is what people have always said. He died when I was young and chemical distractions kept …