after hearing the news, george himself was drafted, shift shipped out to vietnam to be in the mekong deltaas a member of the u.s. artillery squad. he came by to pay his respect. and he said there's a special bond with being a vietnam vet that's hard to explain. it's hard to clue in other people who weren't there about it. >> it's like an overlooked time for the guys. i met a guy this morning that served in the same division as i was. we sat on the side of the road and watch it come by. like i say, is something i guess you had to be there to appreciate. >> it sounds like it's a little bit of therapy for a lot of these guys that served and suffered great loss. does anybody else care? are there people that show up, there do people bring their kids? >> will have to see what happens, the wall officially opens at saturday moring. we'll be here all weekend. when i saw it, i saw people bringing kids and grandkids. from what i've seen, this will bring in a huge cross-section just like the actual wall in d.c. >> there it is, look at that giant mountain west virginia cold. >> am legally blind, but i

in my book i quote from a poem shared by a sailor and had been serving on a patrol vote in the mekong delta in april of 1969 he had watched a very close friends of his die when their vote was ambushed by enemy troops on a narrow waterway of the delta and it was pretty hostile territory in these small votes. the sailor had gone to saigon a month later as a brief r&r and he describes in his diaries sitting in his tall room looking out the window and watching a storm come onto the city and he wrote the sky is black now. it's illuminated now and then by silence stroke of lightning. people bustling about before the storm and for the curfew. soon the reins will come and cool us all and slow the motion and the city will become quiet under the soothing rhythm of the rain. people will move inside and watch the monsoon downpour from a darkened window and some, perhaps, will reflect on the day that it's just ended. the closing line and some perhaps will reflect on the day just ended. i can assure you that those who were there have never stops reflecting and it's long past time for the rest of us to un

he had been serving on a patrol boat down in the mekong delta in april 1969, he'd watched a very closefriend of his, anybody die when their hopeless and pushed -- ambushed by enemy troops on the delta. pretty hostile territory for those in these vote. the sailor had gone to saigon on a brief r&r and he described in his diary sitting in his hotel room looking out the window and watching the storm come onto this city. he wrote, the sky is dark now, illuminated now and then by silent strokes of lightning. people hustling about before the storm before the curfew. but soon, and the rains will, and cruel assault and slowed the motion in this city will become quiet under the soothing rhythm of the rain. people will move inside and watch the monsoon downpour from a darkened window and some perhaps will reflect on that date just ended. the closing line and some perhaps will reflect on that date just ended. i can assure you that those who were there had never stopped reflecting and it's long past time for the rest of us to understand something of derek's eerie and fitness for, telling their stor