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GO TO WIN!WAR WIN TO GO! NO EXIT STRATEDGY REQUIRED! ~ GRIFFIN'S LAIR COMMO HUT ~ Vietnam ~ For Brothers True ~ Afghanistan & Iraqi Veterans THE IRON TRIANGLE! Please e-mail comments about the lair and/or our PCSD books to: grifslair@embarqmail.com Thank you, Bro! ©WHEN YOU HEAR THE BUGLE CALL A paratrooper’s hell… A policeman’s nightmare… A hemophiliac's blood... A Christian’s faith… A loved one's hope... A victim’s guide… A reader’s enlightenment… An author's soul... Where the seeds of understanding are sown, Peace and justice be grown! CLICK AUTHOR'S DEN ICON TO ORDER YOUR AUTOGRAPHED COPY From WHEN YOU HEAR THE BUGLE CALL "THE POEM" by Peter S. Griffin ~ Dedicated to all brave warriors suffering from Combat PTSD ~ In a dreamlike state, through a cloud of haze, I see them all, As they solemnly march on by, “the long, the short, and the tall”… How young and proud they were, these warriors so true, Those who gave their lives, for the love of the red, white and blue… How they bravely stormed the gates of hell, My eyes glaze and tear, as I remember how they fought and fell… How they suffered and sacrificed, how they harnessed all their fears, How they faced our enemies, how they surrendered all their years… These daring young soldiers, the cream of our youth, How they glared at the gallows, how they scoffed at the noose… In their hearts, they knew, their fight be not in vain, For the preservation of Old Glory, worth the worry and the pain… I wonder, to eternity they belong, why was it not my time to die? How proud I am to have known them, to have served at their side… As if they read my thoughts, they slowly glance my way, Their rifles lower, barrels tilt forward, there is something they want to say… “Brother, be it earth or heaven, we are forever bound as one, Though different paths now taken, the difference soon be none… As you remember us, so we remember you, We bore the battle together, we saw each other through… At Trail Arms, for flag and country, we march forever true, Onward, to the front, we lead the way, for freedom to be born anew… Until your final day at twilight, we save a place for you, When o’er your grave the bugler sounds “Taps”, for only then, it be your cue… Until then, you stay and spread the word, to all our brothers true, We march forward slowly, waiting for all we loved and knew… When reunited before our Maker, we all stand so proud and tall, Know justice, peace and glory be near… WHEN YOU HEAR THE BUGLE CALL “Traumatic events such as war and terrorism shape existence for individuals in a way that forever alters the life experience. Once a person has experienced a traumatic life-altering event the world is no longer perceived as a safe place.” ~ L. Jeannine Bookhardt-Murray, M.D. ~ IT IS . ~ From A Literary Professional ~ Book Review When You Hear the Bugle Call Among the books about post-traumatic stress disorder as part of the aftermath of serving in Vietnam, Peter Griffin’s personal account stands out. When reading When You Hear the Bugle Call, you feel as if you are right there with Mr. Griffin, both in the actual trenches of war and the “psychological trenches” of post-traumatic stress disorder. Just as Mr. Griffin gave his all serving his country, he gives his all to his readers, thereby poignantly fulfilling his mission—to bring about a greater understanding of the effects of post-traumatic stress disorder, not only on the individual suffering from it, but also on family and friends. This book should be required reading for mental health professionals who work with the men and women who so bravely serve our country. Sharon Lynn Bear, Ph.D. (BearWrite@AOL.com) BOOK SIZE: 8.50" X 11" (Click above cover to order your personalized copy from AuthorsDen.com) This book fits like hand and glove with "When You Hear The Bugle Call!" GET BOTH! - ATTACK PCSD WITH A VENGEANCE! - CLICK BOOK COVER! A SAMPLE FROM: "Thoughts, Memories and Tears" DANCING WITH THE GRIM REAPER! COMBAT PTSD I BEQUEATH! The sounds of war, come crashing down, Fast as lightning, death wears a frown.... Soldiers caught, in the Reaper's embrace, Life's breath leaves, without a trace.... Bomb's explode, cymbols clash, Machineguns roar, the Reaper laughs.... The Devil's busy, collecting souls, War is hell, innocence pays the tolls.... The gates of hell are open wide, The melody plays on, as soldiers die.... Dodging bullets, they stoop and sway, The Reaper dances, he leads the way.... They dig the earth, in which to hide, The Reaper's sickle, swings in stride.... Theres no escaping death, you see, The Reaper's dance, for you and me.... The crescendo heightens, as chaos reigns, Cadence is kept, to the cries of pain.... The smell of death, vivid realization, The wages of war, death and tribulation.... To death's music, there is no harmony, It's notes, concieved of brutal agony.... Grenades explode, life gets, still cheeper, Death so close, DANCING WITH THE GRIM REAPER.... The hounds of hell, are set free, Snipers in trees, fill the balcony.... No one escapes his dance, its personal, toe to toe, Napalm explodes, illuminating, the darkest shadows.... The skies open, as God sheds his tears, The Reaper keeps dancing, he has no fears.... Death's now playing it's saddest song, To it's inventory, youth, now belongs.... The sounds of death, keep a steady beat, Even bravery and valor, suffer defeat.... The rhythmn of hell, plays on forever, You'll find peace, on "The Twelfth of Never".... As the dance, slowly, comes to an end, Life leaves the body, as death settles in.... Rigor-mortis has it's profound, ugly, effect, In survivors minds, it replays and reflects.... Decapitation, dismemberment, death so grotesque, Crumpled bodies, loyalty's disfigurement.... Post Combat Stress Disorder, the Devil's sleeper, You'll get little rest, DANCING WITH THE GRIM REAPER...! My fellow warriors, quell this living hell - NOW! You have suffered long enough! Get the help you earned and deserve! Visit your VAMC TODAY! STAB THE SOB ABOVE!to ORDER YOUR AUTOGRAPHED COPY @ AUTHORSDEN! As surely as those who lost their lives to battle need to be remembered, Those who survived need to be understood! Don't you agree? Then beg, borrow or buy these books. Just get them! Your hero deserves your love & support! The unravelling of the American conscience... THE EXACERBATION OF COMBAT PTSD! ~ LESSON LEARNED? ~ Afghanistan, Iraqi and all anti-terrorist warriors and combat veterans... I pray this does not happen to you! WARRIORS OF THE BROKENHEART ~ Grif ~ Listen America, its time you knew, What WARRIORS OF THE BROKEN HEART, anguish through... In Vietnam, they gave their all, Won their battles at Khe Sanh, Dak To and the Ashau.... In every campaign, they won them all, Their battle histories, stand clear and tall.... Understanding this, how then, did Saigon fall? The answer, not written, upon "THE WALL"..! Search your heart and mind, answer true, Protest not, your flag, of red, white and blue... Permit your military, to fight, with hands untied, Zero tolerance, for weak politicians and their lies... In Old Glory's wars, Purple Hearts, are won, Listen not to protestors as their songs be sung...! Support your soldiers, they suffer and die, FOR YOU! WARRIORS OF THE BROKENHEART, Undeserved, their love so true..! DON'T DO IT AGAIN, AMERICA! WE MAY NOT SURVIVE THIS ONE! INDECISION IS OUR WORST ENEMY! The USA didn't start the war against terror, we are defending ourselves! FROM A VIETNAM BROTHER-AT-ARMS April 27-29, 2008 Brother Griffin, I served in Vietnam 1965-1966. My transportation company participated in the first convoy along HWY #19 that your Unit secured. I served 30 years with the Philadelphia Pa Police Department. Mostly as a Detective in Homicide. I am honored to be associated with you in those two paths of life. What you have done with the rest of your life is extraordinary and a tribute to those men in green in the jungle and in blue on the streets. If anyone should know about the stress of Vietnam and what it did to the men who survived, NONE should know better than those who served with the 5 0 deuce. You do justice to the spirits of all who did not return. Of all of the images I have of Vietnam, the one that will stay with me forever happened on one of our early attempts at running a safe convoy. I just knew the way we were bunched, and the location on Hwy 19, that we were sitting ducks. All of a sudden, here come these young American Soldiers out of the jungle. Once things settled down, we connected with guys from the same hometowns etc. The guys were dirty and smelly. But they all exhibited a level of courage and positive attitudes about themselves that was contagious. For the rest of my tour, I was able to survive the convoy runs, knowing "this is a cake- walk, compared to what those guys from the 5 0 deuce are putting up with." Before the deuce disappeared into the jungle, we directed them to the trucks that contained beer and liquor. I hope they gave them a quick one! On the remaining convoys we would always look for them to turn over some goodies to them. Unfortunately, we never saw you guys again. We heard you were down in Tuy Hoa. By the way, I would have completed 30 years on the Police Dept in uniform except I was so burned out, they gave a break by promoting me to the Detective Division. TO THE FAMILY AND FRIENDS OF BROTHER GRIFFIN I am going to say a few things he probably never told you. Mainly, because I don’t think anyone would have ever believed him. Before the press got to Vietnam, to tell the story, there was the 5 0 duece. They were sent into the area of Vietnam where the French Mobile Group 100 made their last stand. The 5 0 deuce were sent to open a highway that the VC had controlled since running the French away. They cleared out a area that eventually, two American Divisions, (1st Cav & 25th) and one full Korean Division would take over after the 5 0 deuce left. They were the first American troops to engage VC troops in the build up stage of the war. In fact, they prepared for the buildup. You will find little to no history of the 5 0 deuce, I found the unit mentioned in a NY Times article about the 1st Cav, (that I will send to you.) because they were there, on the ground, alone. They were very young soldiers, Black, White and Hispanic. They were Brothers in the true sense of the word. If you saw them, you could only draw strength from them. To give you an idea what they were up against. They were the original soldiers in the area of Ia Drang, where an entire battalion of the 1st Cav would be mauled. I believe in combat, the greatest judge of your courage and fighting ability would be your adversary. Well folks, the VC in the Central High Lands had a bounty on the shoulder patch of the 5 0 deuce. I pray that you folks will love and support this man. I, as a Vietnam Veteran, 1965-1966 can certify, that this man, and the soldiers he served with, stood up, were counted and counted anyone in a US uniform, as a member of their extended family. Without their dedication and sacrifices, many newly minted senior citizens like me, would not be here today. Know that, Bro Grif and his comrades were taken to levels of courage taxation that few humans, in history, would have to experience. And what is so awesome about Brother Grif. He uses that experience to help others who were in similar situations. Now that really separates him from the pack. Love and support this man. He has truly been touched by God. It's about time the world knew what we did as young men. It is also important for the younger generation fighting in, or on their way to Iraq to know we will always support them and their war! You have my permission to post anything I have said concerning the 5 0 deuce, who have somehow missed the history pages. I just thank God for allowing me to be a witness to some of it. I served with guys who would not hesitate to risk life or limb, to get the troops what they needed. During Ia Drang we ran the first night convoys, fueled with the knowledge that "The 1st Cav is getting f---k-d up." I’m glad those guys are remembered. I passed along your info to a former Philadelphia Police Officer who served with the 101st Airborne during 1968. I met a former 5 0 deuce veteran a few years ago. I remember the block he lives on. I will attempt to locate him. I ordered a copy of your book via Amazon.com. It will be a welcome addition to my collection. I served with the 444th Transportation Company. 1965-1966, six months in the Nam. I represent another group of men that history has forgotten. The short timers, i.e. draftees with 60 days or more time left until our discharge date, who were sent from stateside units, into units that were leaving for Vietnam. I was originally sent from Ft Carson Colorado where I was a gunner on a 155 split-trail, to Ft. Riley Kansas and assigned to a Infantry Unit with the Big Red One. Left Ft. Carson on Thursday, packed up to leave for Vietnam on Monday. One of the guys in my new unit heard of my travel and informed me that the Army could not send me overseas without a leave. He suggested that I contact the Red Cross, which I did. Got an immediate leave for two weeks or so. Went back to Ft. Riley where I was assigned to 444 Transportation with no experience as a driver of a 2 1/2 ton. In the Nam, because I was new, and without experience of driving (you know the terrain of Rt #19) so guess what? I was assigned shotgun (mostly on tankers because a buddy of mine from Philly was a driver in a tanker truck outfit and his outfit welcomed me with open arms to ride shotgun) on his truck, which meant I didn't miss a convoy. It also meant I was parceled out like a free agent. I rode shotgun with a special forces team, I was assigned to a Infantry Unit that was next to go into the Ia Drang at the end of the battle, etc. But through it all, God let me see a lot of things, from Qui Nhon to Kontum, south as far as Phang Rang and north to a firebase off Hwy #1. I got to meet and interact with a lot of American heroes. Back to the short timers… I told you of the sixty days discharge. Some men arriving with the 1st Cavalry, well their ETS (i.e. estimated time of separation – from the military) was up while The Battle of Ia Drang was going on. This Colonel sent them into the fierce battle anyway. They didn't cry, they went. Many lost their lives after their discharge dates. As a result, I am proud to have been involved in the first act of standing up in my life. We insisted and got a short timers tent. Guys with 30 days of less were assigned to the tent. They were not detailed out to other units etc. I understand from guys who served years later, that some units still allowed such tents. Glad I could send a shout out to those guys. Many re-enlisted in the Nam. That is the first time I gave thought to the short timers in years. Of course after the first year there were no more short timers. They are all in the senior citizens group about now. The only mention I ever saw of the short timers was in one of the Ia Drang books, either (We Were Soldiers Once or Plieku) where the author actually mentioned the courage of the draftees and the short timers who lost their lives after their ETS was up. A lot of commanders used the "you guys will be leaving soon" excuse to have short timers used in every dangerous situation that came up. I would only guess, that many of them have bitter memories of that perceived injustice. In Brotherhood, Douglas Culbreth Doug (blue sweatshirt) talking to LT. GEN. (RET) Julius Becton at a recent book signing. The General's impressive military career spanned from WW II -Vietnam. (Photo by Dawn Blake, Public Relations, Haverford School, Haverford, PA.) APRIL 30, 2008 Brother Grif, I thank God for allowing me to be used in such a positive manner. You want to hear something? On that convoy, when I thought we were going to get our asses tore up, I prayed (FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE) I asked God to take care of my Family and watch over my younger brother. Then I got up to go about the business of soldiering. It wasn't long before the unit that you could have been in, or at least knew some of the men, came out of the bush. And here, years later, GOD, thru you, allowed me to reconnect that moment with someone who knew exactly what I was talking about. I pray this will be confirmation to you, that there is a force in your life. You continue to be obedient and see the wonders he has in store for you. Once again, Thank you so much, for allowing me to speak. My best to you and yours, Douglas. I thank you, Doug, for your kind words and brave service in the Nam. God bless you for serving our nation's colors so proudly. It is an honor to know you and I am both proud and pleased that you are one of The Lair's, altruistic band of brother's! HOOAH! You are one of the best! In Brotherhood, Always, Grif. ATTENTION! VIETNAM COMBAT VETERANS A solemn message to convey… "When You Hear The Bugle Call" Will ease your sufferings both night and day, To comfort you brave warriors who did not fall... You unsung heroes, not named, upon “The Wall”… For the "love of your life", please answer this call! SALUTING OUR NATION'S BRAVE POLICE OFFICERS WHERE WOULD WE BE WITHOUT THEM? IF IT WERE NOT FOR OUR MILITARY AND POLICE THERE WOULD BE NO CIVILIZATION! BELIEVE IT! ~ AFTERSHOCK! ~ AVOID THE HELLISH ROADBLOCK! ATTENTION PROS! COMBAT VETERANS OF, OR SOON TO BECOME POLICE, FIRE, EMT, RESCUE, 1ST RESPONDERS DOCTORS, NURSES, PARAMEDICS, SOCIAL WORKERS, ALL MENTAL HEALTH PROFESSIONALS ATTENTION BROS! IF YOU SUFFER FROM COMBAT PTSD YOU NEED TO GET GRIF'S BOOKS ASAP! HIS BOOKS NOT ONLY "TELL IT LIKE IT IS!" THEY TELL YOU WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT! Click covers to read reviews by Bill McDonald, President of the American Authors Association. Both books received his highest endorsement! PLACE YOUR ORDER NOW WARRIOR! AFGHANISTAN & IRAQ WARRIORS ~THESE BOOKS ARE A HEADS UP FOR YOU!~ FROM A VIETNAM VET WHO CARES ABOUT YOU! SAVE YOURSELF DECADES OF PAIN AND TORMENT! PLEASE! ~ TERROR AND NATURAL DISASTER VICTIMS ~ THEY WILL INFORM AND COMFORT YOU, TOO! SUPPORT POLICEWRITERS.COM PLACE YOUR ORDER HERE! BOOK REVIEW When You Hear the Bugle Call By Peter S. Griffin Trafford Publishing Reviewed by: Grace Elting Castle (Grif & 1st Brigade, 101st Airborne were shipped to Vietnam on "The Eltinge.") Website: http://www.cluesonline.com/editor.htm Peter Griffin's book is not a bedtime story! His personal story of initiation into the horrors of the Vietnam War, and his life struggles related to his battle with the resultant post-traumatic stress syndrome (PTSD), is not easy to read---or to forget. He doesn't want the reader to forget. The whole point of baring his life's story, his very soul, with all the warts and embarrassment, was so that a reader struggling with PTSD, or suffering a loved one with PTSD, might find hope and encouragement. The editor side of me wanted to mark out portions of the book where his strong opinions and rambles appeared to lead him astray from the central theme. It took reading the entire book before I realized that editing out those portions would have destroyed valuable evidence of the effects of PTSD. This book, filled with angst, suffering, anger, and ultimately with the joy of a rebuilt life, may not be a book for you. 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