The American Tribal Love Rock Musical – Hair

Commander Render Crayton. It was the name that encircled my wrist for the better part of three years. I didn’t know Cdr. Crayton. I had never met him – didn’t know what he looked like, where he was from, if he was married, or had children. I only knew what was etched on the nickel-plated bracelet I bought for $3: his name, rank, and when he became a prisoner of war – 2-7-66. By the time I got the bracelet, Cdr. Crayton had already been a POW in Vietnam for four years…