I served in the U.S. Army in the 1960s. We were from different ethnic groups and various educational levels. Some were not even citizens. We not only got along with each other, but we became family. I have always been proud of that period of service. But I don’t know this country anymore.

To see desperate people from Central and South America, brown-skinned people, have their families ripped apart as a deterrent sickens me. Until we come to our senses in America, I will no longer wear my Vietnam Veterans of America jacket or any other veterans symbols. This is not a Republican-versus-Democratic issue. This is a moral issue. A “what does America stand for” issue.

My U.S. flag will be flying upside-down now because we are a country in severe distress.

Joseph Hachey