Tony Taylor

Phi cang Saigon Tansonnhut" _ "He puzzled at the meaning and smiled inwardly. The sign probably said, __elcome and Affectionate Salutations to All Who Enter the Glorious Tan Son Nhut Air Base, Home of Seventh Air Force, Only Minutes from Beautiful Saigon._ Or maybe not; he couldn__ know. Maybe it read, __elcome to the Dung Heap of Despair__bandon Cheer, All Ye Who Enter.

There was no fear of sandpaper earth, no sense of danger from a bare-skinned spill, for the boy was a child__ six-foot, one-inch growing child who knew nothing of accident, injury, dismemberment, death__ho would study those lessons tomorrow, thank you, but not today. Today, it would be sufficient to be wild and free.

He__ lived in the desert all his life, and he loved it. He was its child. It was his home.