Call it fate, or karma. Elvin Miller joined the U.S. Army just when the war in Vietnam was escalating, in 1965, and he found himself stationed in Germany. He hadn’t been happy; he was worse a year later when he left.
He would find his redemption in the unlikeliest place, a spot most Americans would rather have avoided in the late ‘60s. By January 1967, he was in Vietnam. By choice.