My job in 1967 and 1968 was to guard the pilots who were flying 105 Thunderchiefs out of Thailand in missions parallel to McCain’s. McCain, five years in captivity as a POW in North Vietnam, remembers:
That is where McCain and I were different. I was called out of a card game in Providence, R.I., to serve when a draft notice appeared. After the war I took a job in a hotel laundry in Newport, R.I., where I drank at soldier bars at night and read Sartre and Malraux deeper into the night. It made a difference. I was able to move on, go to college, get a girlfriend, quit drinking. In 2004 I visited a veterans club with Gen. Wesley Clark, who was running for president. It was 10 a.m., and the room was filled with smoke and the men were still drinking.
McCain has held on to that moment, same as Hillary ClintonHillary Rodham ClintonOvernight Finance: Senate sends Puerto Rico bill to Obama | Treasury, lawmakers to meet on tax rules | Obama hits Trump on NAFTA | Fed approves most banks' capital plans Bush World goes for Clinton, but will a former president? Poll: Clinton expands lead over Trump MORE, who was famous long before Bill, and featured as a representative '60s “counter culture” person in Life magazine. But McCain had become the counter culture, and the soldiers who served were despised as “baby killers” when they arrived home from Saigon’s Tan Son Nhat airport at San Francisco.
Maybe McCain’s statement will make a difference, and the admission will relieve the burden of history on the veterans. At Appomattox, peace came to the South because Robert E. Lee surrendered and said so and signed the document. It meant the war was over and the soldiers could now leave it behind. But they never do.
Because in war, the only thing that matters is that the spear hits the lion. The success of that moment will raise the soul or sink it. My experiences then became the core of my own future; I was endlessly moved by the persistence and spirit of the peasants and like them, became guided by Buddhism. When I returned from my experiences there, the first thing I felt the need to come to grips with this: We had lost the war, although everyone would pretend that we had not. I am delighted that McCain, the soldier’s archetypal representative of that age, has on behalf of the millions of others who served in that era done the same.