The sporadic musings of a middle aged man who isn't exactly happy with the direction America is taking today....
I was at 29 Palms. I shipped out shortly after to go work with the refugee relocation. Fun times.
Most of my unit from Hood went to Fort Chaffee, Arkansas to help with the relocation...
Quite the headline and photo of the helicopter on the roof. It seemed impossible. But, there it was. Jane Fonda and John (I served in Vietnam) Kerry were dancing in the friggin streets back home. I was stationed at RAF Upper Heyford, UK at the time. I had just left Udorn RTAFB Thailand 5 months earlier. I can still smell the klongs aka Binjo ditches. Remember the F#$K You lizards and the RRREE-Upp Frogs? Hot girls and cold beer on every street corner. Good times, eh? Things were a lot different then, not like today.
I remember thinking that we had just up and abandoned our friends, the South Vietnamese. And the 58 thousand... We have never been the same.
I was also at Fort Hood, Texas when this happened, and I had spent two straight years in the old Republic of Viet Nam.I used to attend church services in downtown Saigon.Later, I joined a group of veterans seeking to assist church members left behind and whose family members were separated by the war.
John... I wonder if we ever crossed paths? Thank you for your service, good sir.
The Man in the Doorwayhttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=qH2vbYs6ebc
God's Own Lunaticshttps://m.youtube.com/watch?v=CqYOAqxlL_Y
Good videos, David! Thanks!
The Service Men and Women won the battles, while the traitors back home were NEVER held accountable for losing the war. At the end of WWII, the US burned Tokyo Rose and Axis Sally. At the end of VN, the traitors became more emboldened and vocal. They should have been on the Lamppost List with placards around their necks instead of on the A List at the White House - kind of like today. We lost 58,600 and some loyal citizens - citizens who could have made this country greater than it was / is. They went when called, unlike the cockroaches of today who flee when the light of responsibility is turned on them. I was number 32 in the last All-American Lottery, but between SROTC and President Nixon, I didn't go. I was fortunate in many ways but feel the survivor's guilt. One of the many regrets I feel to this day. Thank you all for answering when called. I'm not going to say just, "thank you for your service". (I think that statement - even though well-intentioned - doesn't convey the sacrifice and lingering after affects). However, I'm going to salute you, those who returned, and tell you all that you are better men and women than I could ever be. Then, I'll say thank you to those who didn't return. Never forget.
I was an 8 year old kid watching this unfold on the news, hoping to get a glimpse of my two oldest brothers who were there.
MADDOG... Agree. People like Kerry become politicians and Hanoi Jane becomes a cultural icon. Anyone paying attention could have predicted the outcome...Chris... Weird how that works, eh? Did they both make it home?
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