"Why me?" he said softly puzzled. "Why me?" he continued in obvious anguish.  What, I wondered, could be causing him such grief? He was well-fed, clean and  seemingly in good health. He was surrounded by loving family and friends. " Why", he answered, "should I be standing here in this day of God's sunshine and flowers? My friend and I, we fought in the same war, in the same battle, in the same hellhole!" "Today I am here. My buddy is not" "Why me?"     A Reflection on Observing the Viet Nam War Memorial Dedicated to all Purple Heart Recipients — Everywhere. Ellen Bishop