tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post5673214963996162225..comments2024-03-27T23:13:43.597-05:00Comments on Prairie Rose Publications: Coming Home by Barb BettsLivia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-35830989561212000772014-06-26T00:07:05.213-05:002014-06-26T00:07:05.213-05:00Barb, I look forward to reading your book. I also ...Barb, I look forward to reading your book. I also wrote a novel that includes a character who is a Vietnam veteran. I wrote my character as someone who tries to deal with his PTSD by ignoring and denying. Most of the Vietnam scenes are based on my husband's experiences. Unlike my fictional character, he has told his stories over and over. He feels that doing so has helped him get over the Zina Abbott Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07702876632509821510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-39817472282644468712014-06-24T23:46:00.891-05:002014-06-24T23:46:00.891-05:00Barb,
I also grew up during that era and had a te...Barb,<br /><br />I also grew up during that era and had a teacher who discussed the where and why for. I believe that gave me a respect for both sides of the story. Even if I were a pacifist, I could never fault or dismiss the job the soldiers did. They and any who are in conflicts need to be honored and given support. <br />The best to you on this book. I think it is one whose time has come. <brRenaissance Womenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09045401344374224512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-23859677578822119272014-06-24T18:49:57.448-05:002014-06-24T18:49:57.448-05:00Thank you Sarah. I think all of us from that era r...Thank you Sarah. I think all of us from that era remember the songs. I agree, it feels like we are once again in an unending war. The only difference with this war is we are not watching the fighting nightly on the news, or the bodies being brought home with the flags draped over the coffins like we did in the 60's. And this is an all volunteer military, not like the soldiers are being Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09396020400398531264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-36571361710129110382014-06-24T18:11:09.156-05:002014-06-24T18:11:09.156-05:00I'm so glad you addressed PTSD in your blog. A...I'm so glad you addressed PTSD in your blog. A dear friend of mine returned to the USA after repeated tours in Iraq and Afghanistan forever changed by PTSD. I remember the song and the days of Vietnam. Honestly, I feel like we're in another unending war. I look forward to reading how you heroine helps the hero deal with his devastating circumstance. All the best to you, Barbara.Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-72286806734770877802014-06-24T17:47:25.286-05:002014-06-24T17:47:25.286-05:00Thank you Tracy. A lot of healing can be done with...Thank you Tracy. A lot of healing can be done with the love of a good woman, as my main character finds out.<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09396020400398531264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-25370904686635164292014-06-24T17:05:36.684-05:002014-06-24T17:05:36.684-05:00The memorial is awesome and somehow gruesome at th...The memorial is awesome and somehow gruesome at the same time. All those names... It's something I'll never forget.TracyGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03432297803219920111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-53131059943615357312014-06-24T17:04:16.172-05:002014-06-24T17:04:16.172-05:00We were too young to be called up--and my brother ...We were too young to be called up--and my brother managed to miss being called. But I remember watching the news, hearing the casualty count. A sad time. I'm looking forward to your character getting his chance to heal!TracyGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03432297803219920111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-25257472215575905212014-06-24T15:58:48.153-05:002014-06-24T15:58:48.153-05:00Thank you Tanya. They were young. Most of my fri...Thank you Tanya. They were young. Most of my friends were drafted straight out of high school. I would love to see the Vietnam Memorial in DC someday.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09396020400398531264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-30456141000781291982014-06-24T15:46:40.312-05:002014-06-24T15:46:40.312-05:00Aww, thank you Sara. War is war no matter where it...Aww, thank you Sara. War is war no matter where it is fought. The effects are devastating. Of the boys (men) I knew that went off to fight---none were the same when they came back. But how could they be? The horrors they saw day in and day out. My son Cody, was in Afghanistan--he did two tours. When he came back to visit he said, "Mom, you'd see these little kids cold and starving to Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09396020400398531264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-19043290975305019592014-06-24T15:39:55.506-05:002014-06-24T15:39:55.506-05:00Hubs escaped Vietnam and got sent as a medic...to ...Hubs escaped Vietnam and got sent as a medic...to Heidelberg Germany, God be praised. It was such a horrific time. I remember so many young men killed and maimed and they couldn't even vote. Seeing the Vietnam Memorial in Washington DC up close had me bawling.<br /><br />The book sounds truly unique and amazing, Barb.Congrats.Tanya Hansonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08580821680629254085noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-80539059834610335092014-06-24T15:36:37.760-05:002014-06-24T15:36:37.760-05:00I am thrilled you like Echoes in the Night. I love...I am thrilled you like Echoes in the Night. I loved writing it. The 60's were indeed a great time to grow up. We had the war. The freedom riots. Even our style of dress changed, going from very conservative to micro mini's. The Women's Liberation Movement where we burned our bras-(no I didn't burn mine.) It was a time of tremendous change. Our music told the story. <br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09396020400398531264noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-50546513866649474002014-06-24T14:08:16.209-05:002014-06-24T14:08:16.209-05:00Barb . . . Wow. Like Cheryl, I too married a comba...Barb . . . Wow. Like Cheryl, I too married a combat vet, only not from Vietnam . . . From Afghanistan, and the effects of his PTSD have been devastating on our family. Luckily, his symptoms are now under contol. I can't wait to check out this book . . . I will be purchasing on release day and look for a review from me soon after. I have no doubt I will devour this book in a day. Thank you forSara Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09267257394510601006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-54573543076465201762014-06-24T12:43:01.706-05:002014-06-24T12:43:01.706-05:00Barb, my husband is a Viet Nam vet. I know exactly...Barb, my husband is a Viet Nam vet. I know exactly what you're talking about. There were times when we were first married, that I might touch him when he was asleep in the night and he would come up out of that bed like lightning and pin me down on the mattress. Nightmares, etc. just like you said. <br /><br />I know you remember watching the war unfold on TV every night. We'd eat our Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.com