Shortly after my 21st birthday, I started my new and official life at the Subic Dispensary on a Monday…
After I’d reenlisted, life went back to usual for around two weeks. Sitting at home on Mill Street one day, I received a…
Three years, one month and ten days after I’d left 930 Mill Street, New Madrid, Missouri, I was back. This time…
In August 1969, Hurricane Camille was slated to arrive in New Orleans and the surrounding coastline.[1] I had been through two…
In early 1969, I traveled to New Orleans to begin the end of my enlistment. I flew by plane from Missouri since the engine for the…
As I waited for the plane to depart, I decided to make a collect telephone call to see if I could rustle…
The first leg of my flight out of Vietnam only took a couple of hours. We flew to Kadena Air Force Base on Okinawa, which at that…
After returning to the Battalion following my treatment for malaria, life became as routine as it could get in the shithole. Eat, work…
I missed being in the bush. Not so much in the bush as being in the bush with my friends. Other than Chavez and Stokes, I didn’t know anyone, and I…
After the brief helicopter ride back to Quang Tri, Dr. Baker had a jeep waiting for him that promptly whisked us off to the…
