My cousin Nicky, 20 years old, is home on leave in Malvern, Pennsylvania. He wears the wings he has just earned as an Army helicopter pilot and is bound for Vietnam. It’s June 1969.
Uncle Louie, an Army Air Corps ground crewman in England during World War II, is immensely proud of his son. He takes Nicky, in his uniform, to the VFW and American Legion posts to meet his buddies. He snaps photos of Nicky and shoots film of him with his home-movie camera.
Nicky is embarrassed but goes along with the fuss to make his dad happy. All the while, he is terrified of going to the war. He insists to his closest friends that he won’t be coming back alive.
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Over the years, I’ve posted photos of Nicky taken during his 23 days of leave. Now for the first time, I’m showing video from the home movies Louie shot on three reels of 8-millimeter film. More than soundless images of a soldier, they are a snippet of ’60s small-town America.
The first image you’ll see is Nicky smiling at the camera from a picnic table outside his home. The young man wearing sunglasses is Nicky’s stepbrother, Joe Gray. The two other men are friends of the family. The woman is my Aunt Bert, Nicky’s stepmom. She and Nicky were close. The hip-swiveler is Uncle Louie, a rascal and lots of fun. The young woman with Nicky is his fiance, 18-year-old Terri Pezick. The other couple in the yard is my cousin Mike Beam and his wife, Monica. The pea-green car going down the street is Nicky’s ’68 Camaro SS. Finally, the husky guy with sideburns is Nicky’s best pal in Malvern, Charley Boehmler.
The night before Nicky left for Vietnam, Charley told him that he shouldn’t worry about getting killed. “You’re always lucky,” he said.
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Warrant Officer Nicholas L. Venditti arrived in Vietnam on the Fourth of July 1969. Six days later, as part of his Americal Division orientation on the U.S. base at Chu Lai, he was in a class on grenade safety when the instructor unwittingly let loose a live grenade. Nicky lost his left leg below the knee. He died July 15 in Chu Lai’s 312th Evacuation Hospital, on a bluff above the South China Sea. He had survived only 11 days in Vietnam.
Uncle Louie died of heart failure in 1996 at age 72. Aunt Bert found the home movies in a shoe box in the attic and gave them to me. She once asked Louie about them, and he had said only, “I’m never going to look at those.”
Terri Pezick honored Nicky’s request that she live happily if he didn’t return. She married and had two sons. Charley Boehmler died of cancer in 1999, when he was 50. Aunt Bert died in 2006 at 81.
David Venditta 
i often tjink of Nicky and recall our conversation when he first came to Vietnam and flew to LZ Center to bring officers to meeting with command. He talked about fast cars and asked if I shared that interest, He told me he had to return to Chulai for orientation class, which was where he was killed in accident. Later I accidentally met and talked with man who had conducted that class, and he shared his grieve and distress over the incident and how it would end his army career and chases of advancement. A final salute to Nicky,
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