When I met the tall and still youthful Vietnam war veteran, my shyness showed, my dry throat tightened when he softly spoke the words,"It never goes away," All these humanity destroying wars never cease, soldier's names, faces, etched all over Americana, Their love letters sent home engraved on America's soul, not always given a hero's welcome homecoming. Their nightmares flashing as they wake up sweating in their sheets in the dark, screaming for respite from still hearing the firefight, still seeing the VC, and hearing the life breaths leaving mortally wounded brothers, descending into the