Forty-five years ago, as the Vietnam War was ending, a young soldier returned home to Tennessee from the Korean Demilitarized Zone. Veterans at that time were not treated well, so he was told not to wear his uniform on the plane back to America. He had been studying to become a doctor but had not yet finished his training when he was drafted into the Army. Waiting for him back in Tennessee was his wife and young son. They were counting on him to take care of them, though all he had to his name at the time was three figures in his bank account and a used Dodge Colt with a straight stick shift.

Luckily, he did have one thing going for him, and that one thing made all the difference.