It isn't till you face the fear of death that you begin to see life clearly. Perhaps it's the survival instinct

He sat on the end of the pier. An old man now, he wore a long gabardine overcoat and a red scarf to keep the wind at bay.

Vietnam 1966 Darkness enveloped them as they entered the jungle.

“The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.” Sun Tzu

It isn't till you face the fear of death that you begin to see life clearly. Perhaps it's the survival instinct

He sat on the end of the pier. An old man now, he wore a long gabardine overcoat and a red scarf to keep the wind at bay.

Vietnam 1966 Darkness enveloped them as they entered the jungle.

“The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.” Sun Tzu

It isn't till you face the fear of death that you begin to see life clearly. Perhaps it's the survival instinct

He sat on the end of the pier. An old man now, he wore a long gabardine overcoat and a red scarf to keep the wind at bay.

Vietnam 1966 Darkness enveloped them as they entered the jungle.