Last week I found one of my Brothers I served with in Korea in '88-'89. Talked to him for a bit. It was great talking about the crazy shit we did over there. My buddy was our company FO RTO, crazy little Hawaiian named Pena. I've been thinking alot about those days, some of the finest days of my life. The days pass, but the bond of Brotherhood does not fade. I'm on a mission now to find the rest of the guys from the 1/5 inf, Camp Howze, Korea..'88-'89. My Bro sent me our yearbook the company put out when we were there..damn..almost 30 yrs ago. You never forget the crazy f*ckers you served with. So, I have a bottle of 100 proof vodka, and a bag of mmj, my yearbook, and I'm going to drink and smoke to my Bros..Hooah!"WILD BUNCH".