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Over 40 years ago groups of people started arriving in the United States. It seemed the majority of Americans wanted nothing to do with them. They were ridiculed, rejected and despised. The many sacrifices they made for their country would yield no rewards, heal any wounds or fade the visions of war. They sought solitude through anonymity and stealth. These people were not Vietnam Refugees; they were Vietnam Veterans. Sadly, casualties of this conflict would mount long after the wars end.
Decades would pass before awareness to this great travesty would break Lady Liberty*s heart.
Then the Brotherhood began, the men who saw the dragon. *Those who shed their blood with me today shall be my brothers.* Their numbers grew. The words honor, loyalty and friendship would seal the bond. *Never Forget* became their motto. Please honor them today, these men, these warriors, my brothers, these Vietnam Veterans.
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