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“But you have to be there! It’s our son’s wedding, and you’re the best man.” “I just can’t do it. I can’t stand next to that priest. I can’t go anywhere near him.”
Brad’s breath was short and his voice trembled. I could tell he was starting to have flashbacks to his days in Vietnam.
“He’s not the enemy, Brad. He’s a good and caring priest from South Vietnam. Besides, think how everyone in the family will feel if you don’t show up.”
“I don’t think I can do it. Tonight, during the rehearsal, I just wanted to run and hide. That priest reminds me so much of what I want to forget.” We held each other, hoping that the ghosts of the Vietnam War would remain at bay, at least for another day. As it turned out, the wedding went off without a hitch. I noticed, though, that Brad stayed a safe distance from Father Vu.
The Effects of War. This was one of many battles that Brad fought…
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