We had to arrest a man last year, he threatened his girlfriend and half the area with an SKS.
While at the hospital awaiting the "mental health" folks, he started crying and sobbing. Seems that every time he came near any "jungle gun" he had flashbacks to 'Nam. Said he couldn't help himself and that the nightmares just wouldn't leave him alone. At one point he slid down behind the exam table and started yelling "Charlie's comming!, Charlie's comming!". He told the nurses some sad stories about being lost in the "bush" for days on end and how he had to ID many friends by taking off their boots to look at their feet, as that was all there was left of them after being shot "into a million little bits" by the .55 cal and AK-107 (nope, no typo). He continued to yell "Nam! The damn Nam!".
A couple of the nurses got a little upset at us because we were trying hard not to laugh and not doing a very good job of it. Now, I want to make it very clear, we would NEVER laugh at a fellow vet with problems. It's just that we knew two things the nurses didn't. Well, I guess you could really say that we knew one thing they didn't and that we were able to understand the meaning of one other thing. The first being, about a year prior to then he had been found "not responsible" for the shooting and wounding of someone, due to his "mental state" and that he had never be in any military service. We figured he was trying to ride that horse again.
Well, the nurses didn't agree. They, with tears in their eyes, let us know what "heartless, non-careing bad men" we were for not showing more concern for someone soooo traumatized by the war. **sigh** Some days are like that. Go figure.
Oh, the thing they knew, buy didn't seem to understand? He was born in 1980.