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Miller served with the Army in Vietnam from 1966 to '72, winning the Medal of Honor and six Purple Hearts. Writing with Army captain Kureth he here discusses the attractions of combat: ``I loved it. I couldn't get enough.'' Miller is aggressively outspoken and repugnant about the business of killing (``Genuine killers are not to be confused with guys who simply spray the area and happen to kill someone'') and objectionably recalls that he nearly murdered his Vietnamese girlfriend for no particular reason (``To this day I'm not sure why I wanted to kill her''). After his Medal of Honor exploit his superiors consigned him to a psychiatric ward purportedly in order to remove him from the combat zone. Miller found peacetime duty almost unendurable (``My extensive combat skills and ass-kicking abilities were no longer needed'') but recovered his morale as an infantry instructor. He is still on active duty with the Army. (Apr.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved
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A natural soldier's dead-honest and tellingly detailed recollections of service behind enemy lines throughout Southeast Asia. With more rueful enthusiasm than reflection, Miller recalls highlights and low points from six tours of duty in Vietnam. From early 1966 through late 1972, he returned to the US only once--in mid-1971 to have President Nixon drape a Congressional Medal of Honor around his neck. The story of how the author won the nation's highest award for valor is of an apolitical piece with other feats of derring-do that earned him a Silver Star, two Bronze Stars, and a half-dozen Purple Hearts. Miller is neither vainglorious nor bashful about his courage under fire. By his account, he simply found (at age 20) a congenial trade and worked at it. For most of his time overseas, Miller (then a staff sargeant) was assigned to an elite Special Forces outfit. The author's units were comprised predominantly of Montagnard and Meo tribesmen, whom he led on reconnaissance, prisoner-snatching, or combat missions deep into so-called Indian country. When not chasing VC in the bush, Miller and his fellow bandits were left largely alone to go their own carousing ways. Aware that life in a stateside billet would not be nearly as fulfilling or agreeable, he kept extending. Ironically, the author's status as a certified hero ended his martial idyll. The Army (whose unofficial policy is to keep its surviving Medal of Honor winners out of harm's way) doped him up and shipped him home as a mental case. After a difficult period of adjustment, Miller decided to stay the course and pass his skills on to unblooded recruits. At the close, the author (who's still in uniform) jokes that he just might make a career of the military. The fine sardonic testament of an unconventional fighting man; not for every taste, but most veterans will appreciate its home truths. Copyright ©Kirkus Reviews, used with permission.
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The Special Operations Group (SOG), a small unit that operated behind enemy lines during the Vietnam War, has gotten remarkably little historical examination. This memoir by Congressional Medal of Honor-winner Miller describes some of the actions of this unusual unit. Miller was sent to Vietnam in 1966, and once he discovered he was very good at combat, managed to remain there until 1972 when his status as a recipient of the nation's highest military medal (and hence a soldier to be protected from further hazardous duty) forced him back to the States. His exploits are disturbingly and vividly told, with the frank language and gruesome detail that is common to descriptions of close combat; there is an especially harrowing description of the action that got him the Medal of Honor. For students of the war there are many glimpses into the workings of the SOG. The book's sanguine tone somewhat mars recommending this for general readers.-- Mel D. Lane, Sacramento, Cal. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.