...I love the smell of napalm in the morning......

... and with a whoosh just like that the sky became an raging inferno the heat from the blast so intense that my skin turned red and beads of sweat rained forth from my brow.... Yeah RIGHT I never had the opportunity to serve in Viet Nam or any other military engagement and that being said I am not sure I would have wanted to. I spent some time in post war Viet Nam and saw a country rich in history, culture and met some of the nicest people even though they were on the "Other" side of the conflict. I mention this fact as I was crusing the net looking for parts for an old banjo that I am restoring and I came across a renowned artisan who does inlay work on musical instruments and yep his shop is right there on Le Loi street in downtown Saigon.

Time marches on.....