Today is the anniversary of the death of somebody I once knew. He was a Hmong tribesman from Laos who educated himself to become a pilot in the Royal Lao airforce. Capt. Lee Luy, on this day in 1970, was shot down and killed, he had flown over 1.000 combat sorties in 18 months. I have special reason to remember Lee, I owe him my life. The least I can do is remember his.