Chapter one: Peace

A small town in New York called Phonecia is a quiet peaceful town. An eclectic group of people live together in a sort of commune. They live in peace with good food, good company and love. Meanwhile, in Vietnam the death stricken land is muddy and the dead bodies are decaying. The air is damp as the smell of rain and gun powder fill the air. A group of men trek through the mud...

This is a story that takes place in the late 60's. It is a story of love, peace and happiness as well as a story of hate, war, and tragedy.
Keep in mind that this is not a completed story and I would like your opinions and ideas on how to improve it. Please read and comment! Thank you!