A story is told of a young sailor who called his parents from San Diego after the Vietnam Conflict. He said he was bringing his buddy home with him to stay. “You see, mom” he said, “my buddy is pretty badly broken up. He was severely wounded and has only one leg, one arm, and one eye.” After a long pause, his mother said, “Of course, son, he can stay with us — a little while.” Her voice carried the note, that they would not like to be burdened for long with a fellow that was so handicapped. Three days…Log in or Register to save this content for later.