In the sweltering heat of a forgotten Vietnamese jungle in 1971, Lieutenant Victor "Vic" Deakins gave an order. It was a simple order, born of fear and fogged by the screams of his dying men. "Search the village," he'd said, but his second, Lieutenant Benjamin Tyson, had heard something else: "Burn it."
Deakins looks at his son in the gallery. He looks at the journalist, who holds a photograph of a young Vietnamese woman carrying a dead child. He thinks of the locked drawer. He thinks of the word "honor." word of honor -2003 film-
Thirty-two years later, Vic Deakins is a successful pharmaceutical executive in upstate New York. He has a beautiful wife, a son in college, and a reputation for quiet integrity. The war is a locked drawer in his mind. Benjamin Tyson, however, never left the jungle. He teaches military history at a small college, drinks too much, and stares at the ceiling at 3 AM. The ghosts of My Lai—for that is what it was—follow him everywhere. In the sweltering heat of a forgotten Vietnamese