Robert Carter, age 33

It is 1975 and the Vietnam War has come to a close. I have no words for my relief. In 1972, the North Vietnamese crossed the DMZ at the seventeenth parallel to attack South Vietnam. This is known as the Easter Offensive. In 1973, the Paris Peace Accords were signed and created a cease-fire. To my happiness, the last of the US troops were removed from the situation as well. This past March, the North Vietnamese launched a huge attack on the South, and in April, the South surrendered.

Now the month is August and my lovely wife has given birth to our first child, a boy we decided to name John Charles Jackson Carter in honor of my legendary friends and younger brother. Speaking of friends, it appears that Edmund has taken a liking to Maddie. I cannot wait to see how that turns out, personally.

I know that with all of the events the Vietnam War caused, I would have more to say, but I honestly have no words to describe the horror I lived in those years. The terrible civil war that the US troops had no right being involved in. All it was was a bunch of killing and fighting. That is what war is made up of after all.