This is a diary of a man named Paul.

Paul say hello.

Hi!!!!

Good boy Paul.

This is my diary. Keep it well, keep it safe.

Paul xoox

September 20th, 1963

I thought today was going to be a normal day, but hell was I wrong. I think I have made the biggest mistake of my life. Why must I go out for something that I do not believe in?! Note that I, Paul am not ready for this. I am going to be leaving my wife and kids behind for what- a fucking war. I refuse to go! They can't make me! I love my Lily to death! And my Mason and Louise! I refuse to go and fight for something- for a problem that is not ours. In a week's time I leave for Vietnam.

Paul xoox

"Paul is that you hon?" my wife calls as I walk into our home. I drop my keys and coat on the table and droop my hat on its hook.

"Yeah, I'm home." My voice quavers as the news I must tell her swarms into my brain causing my synapses to lapse. I knock into the kitchen chair and subconsciously walk into the living room. There sits me wife, my two-year-old son, and my six-month-old daughter. I can't help but smile at them.

"Daddy!" Mason shouts at me and I pick him up.

"Did you have a good day bud?" I ask him.

"Yes! Mommy let me help make bread and I watched it bake!" Mason tells me with glee. I smile, kiss his forehead, and set him down; I pick up Louise. She gurgles and smiles at me as I tickle her tummy.

"'Ello my baby." I coo and kiss her. I set her down on her blanket and embrace my wife.

"How was work?" Lily asks me. I shrug and kiss her again, still holding her close to me.

"Is everything ok?" she asks concerned. I try to avoid eye contact with Lily and shuffle my feet.

"Paul, what's wrong?" Lily questions again, this time looking me straight in the eye. Once Lily catches my glance, I sit her down on the couch. I pick up Louise and set her on my lap; I look up at Lily and exhale.

"There's—a job…I've been offered a job." I start.

"A new job?! Paul, that's great!" Lily says.

I shake my head, "No, it's far away."

"Well…we can move you know."

She doesn't get it. I take my hand and life Lily's chin up.

"Lily- I'm being deployed to Vietnam." Those words fall from my mouth like marbles. The Titanic has hit the iceberg.