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Đà Nàng AB K9 handler handles spooked augmentee | |
Sometime in the spring of 1972, after the NVA invaded the South, we were on heightened alert--as usual. The Field Maintenance augmentee crew was tasked to support the SP's with perimeter security, I was put on post--alone--in the Marine bomb dump, I believe it was near the Southwest corner. Needless to say my expertise was fixin-60's, hydraulic test stands and bomblift trucks--not repulsing VC. I was abit anxious to say the least. As you can imagine the night and the darkness was filled with movement, at least in my mind. Sometime during my shift at one of my
most fidgity times a voice came out of the darkness... 'Hey! Hey... would you be still? you're alerting my dog.' My whispered reply and
exchange went something like... The reply the K-9 SP then gave has never left me... "Just relax... go to sleep, or whatever, 'cause we've got you covered." This may not seem like much of a war story to many of you, but to a scared, undertrained, out of place young Airman, it was good to know that somebody knew what was going on and had it under control. If you're out there Mr K9 handler and read this--God Bless you, and drop me a line. Mike Lawrence |
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