Forty-eight years ago and then some. January 1967 I arrived in Vietnam, I was 19-years old and full of piss & vinegar. February 1968 I left Vietnam with nothing else to lose: having lost my idealism, my patriotism, my innocence, my sobriety, my sanity and my ability to trust (in anything). The film footage shows it all, and The Doors said it all. Nothing conveys the mood like 60’s music. Violent images deserve violent and surreal music.
Like a few veterans, and unlike many others, I eventually returned to Vietnam. The first time in 2004 and then again in 2008. And in my mind I have returned again and again on many a dark night. In reality it has changed a lot, but in my head it remains ever the same. I will keep going back one way or another.
Sergeant Stephen F. Dennstedt
United States Marine Corps
1965 – 1971
(Vietnam 1967 – 1968)
Stephen F. Dennstedt
Photographer, Writer and World Traveler