For some days now I have been hearing news of that little peninsula protruding out of the under belly of China, known as North and South Korea. All this talk brings back memories of that fractured country. The Forgotten War There has not been much written about the Korean War. It has become known as our forgotten war. The Korean Conflict is little more than a phrase in our history books, yet the war was a traumatic momentous chapter in American History. It was a big, long war during which nearly six million men and women served in the armed forces. Americans fought in Korea nearly three times as long as we fought in WW I and almost as long as we fought in WW II. American casualties in Korea were heavy: 33,629 killed, over 103,000 wounded. I spent fourteen months in Korea, weathered two cold winters there, spent out in the open with no shelters, winters filled with frostbite that sifted down from Manchuria. I experienced their monsoon season, I climbed some of their mountains, I met some of their people. I had good times and bad times in Korea, I knew both fear and joy. Today not much is known about the Korean war. After all, it was a long time ago. Korea was my war, I was there, and I have memories of that time.