A man in prison for several decades wrote to me. He’d read The Trion Syndrome, about a Vietnam vet with Post-Traumatic Stress Injury (PTSI). He was moved by it. He told me he suffers from PTSI from combat in Vietnam.
He didn’t tell me why he’s in prison or what happened to him in Vietnam. He suspects his PTSI contributed to his confinement. He’s still having nightmares.
This man is my brother, just as much as other vets with whom I’ve shared some quite hours. I managed to get through bad times by writing. He didn’t have writing to turn to. I, by sheer happenstance, muddled through. He didn’t. My heart is with him.