David Hussey and I started fishing together in Nahant MA in the early 70’s. I was 16 and he was 30, and he had just gotten back from spending over a year in the jungles of Vietnam as a Staff Sargent. Eventually he was transferred to the base (the rear), to serve as a Supply Sargent for the rest of his tour. This transfer saved his life.
The stories below I’ve known for years, they would be shared on long days out at sea over the 35 years we were partners. Back then, there wasn’t as much awareness about PTSD or therapy available for people leaving war, and I was glad to listen.
There are so many brutalities of war that most of us will be lucky enough to never know. For soldiers, these memories can constantly loop in their mind, sometimes for the rest of their lives. These are David Hussey’s.
Enemy caught drinking out of bomb crater.
Hussey in the visor with Scott Swicker and Tuffy back in 1983.