Again, I Stand Along

By James Earl McLaughlin

I have often asked myself what others would do if they had walked in my shoes. I would be interested to see how and what others would say about my experiences in life. I can't tell all because it would only bring distress to myself and my family. I lived my life, and I thought it would be taken away from

• Language: English
• Publisher: Good River Print and Media LLC
• Release date: May 11, 2022
• ISBN: 9781956742633

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Table of Contents

TIME SPENT IN JUNIOR HIGH

HOW THINGS WAS FOR ME IN HIGH SCHOOL MY HIGH SCHOOL EXPERIENCE ACTUALY STARTED WHILE I WAS IN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL

MY PLANS FOR MY FUTURE

LIFE’S UNCERTAINTIES

HOW TO MAKE A LIVING

THE FIRST DAY IN A NEW WORLD

JUST A TYPICAL WORK DAY FOR THE ENERMY

ONE MOMENT IN TIME

EXTRA DUTIES DURING A TIME OF WAR

A PLACE CALLED Viet-Nam

ON THIS DAY

A DAY OF THE PAST

THE COMING OF HOLLYWOOD AND THE C.S.O

THE LOVE OF HER VETERAN HUSBAND

NIGHT DUTY

THIS IS THE CASE

A PLACE CALLED DOG PATCH

A BRIDGE BLOWN

A PLACE FOR WAR BABIES

A PLACE CALLED RED BEACH

WHAT YOU SEE IS NOT ALWAYS WHAT IT IS

NOTHING IS NORMAL

ONE DAY IN TIME

AN ENDING IN TIME

HOW WE PRAYED IN A WAR ZONE

JUST A TYPICAL WORK DAY FOR THE ENERMY

FOR NOT THINKING

THINGS ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEMS

TRYING TO MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT

WOULD YOU BELIEVE THIS

LAST NIGHT TIME TO GO HOME

THE WALK THAT I HAD GOING HOME

MY SEARCH FOR A JOB

TRYING TO MAKE IT BACK

TRYING TO FINISH WHAT I STARTED BEFORE THE WAR

THE AUTHOR

TIME SPENT IN JUNIOR HIGH

Well, he told me not to bother entering the contest because he was going to win. I would always tell him good, go ahead and win because I was not interested in him or the contest. Well, I got tired of his mouth so I decided to enter contest, so I selected what was left out of the topics that we were given, and that was photosynthesis of plants. I was given that because that was my punishment for holding out until all the easy topics had been chosen.

So, I worked on the drawing very hard, because of all the nagging I got from the other student. Well after all the work I put into the drawing, I finally finished and we turned them in, it was the end of the school quarter so we were going to be out of school for a short break. It was during this time that al drawing all over the state would be judged. When we returned to school after the brake all the drawing and painting had been judged and all the awards had been placed on the individual art work. When we returned to school there was a lot of drooping faces. This time was very intense and happy for some and sad for others. It was the time of reckoning. All the students rushed in and to the area where their class work had been placed for display and judging. Each of us was excited to see what or if we had won anything. The whole first floor hall walls were covered with the painting and with ribbons and awards on them. Well, the other students ran into the building and the first floor to see where my class art was displayed. Well, the greatest artist was disappointed because his drawing did not win anything, then there was a loud cheering from some of the student, I was not one of them I am just glad it was over. I noticed that there was a lot of students gathered by one painting, so I casually walked over to see who work it was not thinking it was mines. As I approached, I noticed that the painting was mines I