I wasn’t afraid going to war. I almost got killed six months later in a so-called “friendly” artillery barrage. This incompetent Vietnamese general shelled his own troops. That put the fear of God into me. From that day forward, I was always afraid when I went out, but you had to go out. You just had to learn how to control your fear. That’s all. Soldiers — most soldiers who are sane — are afraid, but they control. The professionals learn to control their fear, and that is what you had to do, because you had to go out.