Tag: Frederick Don Snyder
I was a eight, just a few months shy of nine at the time my oldest brother was killed and my parents’ hearts were intractably broken. I am the youngest of their seven children, my only sister was the oldest, with five brothers in-between. Don was born on my sister’s first birthday, March 6, 1948.
Although politics may rage at home, they have chosen to fight, not for a party or a chosen leader, but for the idea of freedom. Parents who raise warriors know that their sons and daughters understand the cost of freedom, and every moment of every day presents an opportunity for that cost to be exacted in blood.
The deaths of two young people in Vietnam’s murky waters, one in 2011 and one in 1970, both at the age of 22, have left deep impressions in my life.
John O’Neill believed that prior to John Kerry’s abrupt departure from Vietnam–just as soon as he nailed that third Purple Heart–he ordered this version of audio Psy Ops to be broadcast from the river patrol Swift Boats.