Sunday, August 9, 2015

War stories


So I volunteered to show a movie at a Vietnamese refugee camp.  It was me at the wheel, SgtMaj Tokifuji the "copilot incharge."

A platoon of vietnamese soldiers guarded the outdoor theater.  A number of bedsheets had been sewn together and served as a screen.  I had set up the projector atop the jeepster upper deck.  It was past dusk.  The projector had a safety light for the operator in case of mechanical problems

The audience consisted of nearly one hundred villagers and around 30 soldiers.

Then the shooting started.  I felt the heat trail on my cheek.  I looked around. Mass panic as both civilians and military personnel scattered into the night.  What happened next?  Well I'm still here

That vehicle also served quite well as a stepladder.  I had been a pole lineman prior to arriving in Vietnam















The OFFICE






NO SMOKING


My first view of the Pleiku airfield  

New arrivals were told to leave the aircraft with engines running, while the aircraft was preparing for departure




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