John, my life changed forever on January 11, 1969.
I was weeks away from returning from a combat tour in Vietnam, and I had plans for when I got home — enroll in college, pursue my passion for sports. Then one evening while on duty, setting up for a night operation, I stepped on a land mine.
I lost both of my legs and my left arm.
Although some people may look at January 11 as the day life as I knew it ended, I look at it as my “Alive Day.” In the 50 years since that day, I’ve lived a whole and interesting life. I became a husband, father and business owner. And I’m proud to have served as National Commander of DAV.
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