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Jun 67
Dear Mrs. Perko,
What can I say to fill the void, flowers and letters are hardly enough…I never eat, always sit around in a daze. All of us are in this general condition. We are all afraid to die and all we do is count the days til we go home. Some nights I don’t sleep. I can’t stand being alone at night. I want to hold my head between my hands and run screaming away from here…I’m hollow Mrs. Perko I’m a shell and when I’m scared I rattle. I’m no one to tell you about your son Terry. I can’t. I’m sorry...
Johnny Boy
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Cpt. John Houghton served with the 1st Anglico Detachment, 1st Marine Division, operating out of Chu Lai, from October 1966-October 1967. Still living in Camden, New Jersey, and still working as a letter carrier for the Postal Service, he writes, “I have two daughters, two ex-wives and a dog. What more could a man want? Truly, I’m very content.”
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