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The Allgoods: Vietnam Through the Eyes of Love
In 1971, two young Air Force veterans — Richard and Sarah Allgood — found themselves separated by the Vietnam War, yet connected through hundreds of heartfelt letters.Decades later, after their passing, their daughter discovered a preserved box of their correspondence: a story of love, family, coura...
June 30, 2025
June 30, 1971: The Last Letter of the Month
Send us a text This is the last letter my dad wrote in June 1971 — a month that spanned open heart surgeries, flash floods, military cloud seeding, and long days for my mom at Wilford Hall. Now it’s the 30th. My mom has just a few days left in the Air Force, and she’s preparing to step into motherhood. My dad is still in Vietnam, trying to hold it together the only way he can — by writing to her, every day, without fail. In this letter, he sends love, plans for the future, and plenty of h...…
June 29, 2025
June 29, 1971: Cloud Seeding and Cardiac Surgery
Send us a text On June 29, 1971, my mom — Captain Sarah Allgood — was seated on a prep table at Wilford Hall Medical Center in San Antonio, training two younger nurses through a triple coronary artery bypass. She was over 30, pregnant with me, and had just four days left in the Air Force. She was preparing to hand over her work — but not her standards. The procedure had been on bypass for over two and a half hours. And in the middle of it, she paused to write my dad in Vietnam. She also c...…
June 29, 2025
June 29, 1971: I Be Loving You
Send us a text My dad wrote this letter from Da Nang on June 29, 1971. It’s one of those days where his love for my mom just spills over—quietly, sweetly, completely. He tells her, “I be loving you,” and it’s not just a phrase. It’s the truth of how they lived—how they stayed connected every single day across an ocean and a war. He missed her so much he found himself pacing the floor, just needing to hold her. Meanwhile, back in San Antonio, my mom was nearing the end of her military serv...…
June 28, 2025
June 28, 1971: The Quacks Salted the Clouds
Send us a text In this letter from June 28, 1971, my mom, Captain Sarah Allgood, is nearing the end of her military nursing duties — just five days from maternity leave and three months pregnant with me. She’s tired, fed up with a chatty coworker, and not holding back about how much she misses my dad. She also blames the endless rain on “the quacks salting the clouds” — a line that sounds like a joke, but isn’t. Between 1967 and 1972, the U.S. military really did seed clouds to alter the we.…
June 28, 2025
June 27, 1971 – My Panties Are Wet Just Writing This Letter
Send us a text In this letter, written on June 27, 1971, Captain Sarah Allgood isn’t shy about how much she misses her husband — or how badly she wants him. It’s raw. It’s funny. It’s incredibly personal. And it’s real. From splitting headaches to bridge games, tacos, teenage neighbors asking awkward questions, and heartfelt longing, Sarah’s voice leaps off the page. She jokes about how hard it was to go four pages without writing “I love you.” She remembers the way Dick kissed her eyes a...…
June 28, 2025
June 28, 1971: More Than Love
Send us a text In this letter from June 28, 1971, my dad writes from Vietnam with tenderness, humor, and longing. He tells my mom how much he loves her — but also, how much he likes her. That mattered to both of them. My parents used to tell me that love alone isn’t enough to make a relationship last. You have to like each other — genuinely. You have to enjoy who the other person is, day after day. This letter is full of raw emotion, sexual tension, and deep connection — but what lingers ...…