My high school football coach was a door gunner in Vietnam. He told us a story of how he shot a North Vietnamese soldier that was so close to him that the guy came out of his shoes. He told us a lot of stories, but he never glorified it. He wasn’t proud of what he did and I don’t think at 19 years old, when he enlisted, that really understood what he was getting himself into. He definitely had PTSD and struggled with it. One of my friends told me she saw him crying in his truck one day. He was a great coach and teacher and had a huge impact on my life....Love you, Coach Murray, where ever you may be.