Bothered by the fence, I brought out my big zoom lens. Meanwhile, Dad and Jane went to the Wall for a name rubbing of a medal of honor winner from Orange County. Sadly, I cannot remember his name and it's too late right now to call my Dad. This fellow was a troubled youth, who in 1967 was given a choice between jail and the marines. In 1968 he threw himself on a grenade to save the lives of his comrades.