Th
is is at Cam Ranh Bay AB Feb. 1970.
I was assigned to the Quebeck team.
I must have let the lifers know how happy I was, because in March 1970
I was sent up to the Cat.
Remember those sandbags!? They were everywhere!
A week up on the outpost of Hill 151 at Cam Ranh Bay AB,
approximately spring of 1970, and it appears that
I was loving it.
AIR---MANNNN KING! WHERE'S YOUR HELMEEEET!?
I was also loving
Tango 4 at Cam Ranh Bay AB around fall of 1970.
Hey, Numba Ten G.I. dinga daw... me no VC... you got
chop, chop?
I always had a lot of confidence, after
dark, the way the wire kept the locals out. That was an every
day event at Cam Ranh Bay AB. The only way to get rid of them was
to throw some "rats" at them. At one point it got
so bad that they (lifers) ordered us to shoot flares at them!
I know this is hard to believe but it is true. This lasted
for a few weeks untill someone figured out that a serious
injury could occur. Twice while I was there our guys accidentally
shot kids with flares while attempting to scare them with
their weapons. Any way, I will send more pictures as I get
them... I have to rely on one of my men who has his twenty
five years in on 8-1, and is so short he's not afraid of me
at all!
Me, at the maingate
at Bienhoa March, 1972.
You... Wanna
... Go Where?
I DON'T THINK SO!
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