Jacket Notes: One night in 1967, at a bar in New York City, the men who had gathered reflected on the family, neighbors, and friends who had been lost in the ongoing war in Viet Nam. And those not coming back in caskets were confronted by protesters who spat on them. The outrage they felt led the bartender to propose an idea many might deem preposterous: one of them should sneak into Viet Nam, track down their buddies in combat, give each of them messages of support from back home, share some laughs- and maybe even some beer.
John “Chick” Donohue, a U.S. Marine Corps Veteran working as a merchant seaman, raised his hand. He would volunteer the mission. The bar cheered. He collected names, packed his bag full of American beer, and within days, sailed to Viet Nam on a cargo ship. He arrived at the port of Qui Nhon and embarked on a quest that would change his life forever.
The Greatest Beer Run Ever is his story.
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(Thanks to Elissa, Cole, Adeline and Selby for the book as a Christmas gift.)