(Author’s note: Helping friends out with their issues here in Korea. Seems to me like I was sent back to Korea for precisely this moment. Future writings are coming, that are non-fictioneers. Here we go with today’s, though!)
© Rich Vosa
Brave New World
by Miles H. Rost
“It’s been 7 years since I’ve been home. I’m worried about what I’m going to find.”
He looked at his friend, Cord, as he was ready to board his plane at Gate A19.
“You’ve been through hell in Vietnam. You’ve taken some time and got recharged. It’s time for you to go home and see people.”
He looked at Cord sadly.
“But what if they’re like all the others who’ve been spitting on our comrades, pouring urine over them, and all that.”
“I think you’ll find that most of those stories are in the bigger cities. You’re going to Muncie, Indiana. Not happening.”
He breathed a sigh of relief, as he handed his ticket to the gate clerk.
Wow. Memories there. I was in kindergarten through the fifth grade during that time. I couldn’t find out what happened in Muncie, though.
Great story!
I must say I looked from this as a child from another country… but I can understand the angst of going home…
Probably happened a lot. I googled Muncie for a look-see – looks okay – no urine throwing suggested.
A heartbreaking story. It sounds as if he was leaving his lover to go home to he didn’t know what?
Heard that those who return from war, after a time, long for it because they are not able to acclimatize. Their own frailties and the sensitivities of those around them!
Much can change in seven years – interesting to note, certain body cells die and regrow every seven years, so we literally are changing beings. Excellent story!