I was stationed with Bravo 1st Bn 9th Infantry from Feb 1973 to Mar 1974. This was towards the end of the unpopular Vietnam War. There were to be no parades no big home comings from a grateful public. When i ETS'd, I took a commercial flight home. I decided to fly in full dress class "A" uniform. I wasnt about to let any protesters scare me into not being proud that I served my country. The flights first entry into the US was at Anchorage Alaska. This was a fully loaded DC10 and I was at the end of the line to go through customs with my duffle bag etc. There was a customs agent going back and forth through the line checking documents. When he saw me at the end of the line he came up to me, grabbed my duffle bag, shook my hand and said "Welcome Home". He then escorted me to the front of the line. I will never forget this man.

Nick Iammatteo
Cape Coral, FL