Helping My 78 year uncle who was a Navy veteran of Anzio and Salernio(DUwK driver), and later was given a rifle and fought his way up the boot against Germany's finest mountain troops. He spent most of 1946 in a 'nut' ward in Long Beach,Ca. He escaped because he thought they were going to keep him in forever. He never went back to the VA. His kids had abandoned him, his wife left him, and when I went out to the left coast last year, I paid him a visit. we had a good time, and an understanding of one another, both being combat vets. This spring he flew out east, and I had him worked up by ex-SF 'shrink'. I paid for the work-up because I knew he couldn't. I asked his five sons and daughters to kick in because I thought it was proper...no dice. At times he got discouraged, but we would talk and I would tell him his ship was sailing into port. Last week I got a letter of thanks, and a note that the VA considered him 100% for PTSD, retro to last January. Nice check from Uncle Sammi Claus, and a pension for the rest of his life. He also sent me a Poloroid of himself with a baseball cap on backwards, a big smile(two front teeth missing) and the caption, "I'M A NUT! (AND DAMN PROWD)". I'm damn prowd of him too....Gib