My step dad woke up and screamed a few times...but the never had bad flashbacks,he never talked about it at all but a few times . He was a bad drunk, but a hard worker,he was an iron worker and never missed a day of work but drank 1/2 gallons like water everynight. He used to pass out at the dinner table and mubble shit about eating in Cambodia...he carried an AR-15 or AK-47 around the house at night....we had guns everywhere. But he did go through some shit.
Getting drafted at 17,18 years old, trained for 6 weeks and thrown out of a hellicopter had to be hell. I think I had more nightmares about it than him.
He did tell me once about having to hit kids with the butt of his gun because they were grabbing his legs...his buddy lost his head the 1st day 2 feet away from my step-dad. I couldn't imagine. I respect him alot for that, even though he treated me like shit, he was a great provider and good to my mom.
My real dad was a draft dodging shit eater that only had me to avoid going.Thanks to all vets and you who serve now.