Ballads of the Green Berets

My Dad was in Vietnam and he never talked about it but once in awhile he'd get in this space and put this album on. Listen beginning to end, Go.out for a few beers and when he got home, he had put whatever emotion that was back in the box. When he was older and shared stories, I had a greater appreciation for those times when we heard "Fighting soldiers from the sky...fearless men who jump and die" and just knew he needed some space. He wasn't scary, no abuse or anything but this album reminds me of his experiences and how he soldiered on, LONG after he came home in 1967.