Post by Anonymous Vet on Dec 22, 2002 4:53:04 GMT -5
October 1, 1970
Dear Folks, It started forty-eight hours ago and it looks like it's here to stay. I really don't know what to call it. The usual name is the monsoon season, but it's more like a typhoon. It has been raining, or rather the sky has been falling, for two days without stopping. The winds were 30mph almost all day today. I got scrambled for a tactical emergency, but the weather was so bad we were told not to go. The creek in back of the hootch (Charlie Brown Creek) became a raging river overnight. The bridge across it has been condemned because it's sagging. The hootch next to mine is three feet from being washed away.
Last night, sappers crawled through the wire into the perimeter. They didn't get a chance to do any damage, but they haven't been found and may still be inside the perimeter. They didn't get a chance to do any damage but they haven't been found and may still be inside.
One of the bunkers was washed under and collapsed last night. One of the three guys inside got a broken leg. Viet Nam is now one big lake with the mountains like islands. I've never seen so much rain. I don't have any dry clothes and both of my boots are soaked. Our hootches leak terribly and all the rats and roaches have come out to live in my bed. ~~~~~
I've made up my mind to do the best job that I can despite everything. It's the only way that I can get any satisfaction out of what I'm doing here. I try to look at it as a job and try to do my best. I get more disappointed every day because of all the med-evacs I have made lately, though. Today, four GIs drowned because of the monsoons. That's a hell of a way to go. I really pity the guys in the field. Their morale is low enough without things like this to make it worse.
Sometimes I feel ashamed of what I have. We aviators live in luxury compared to the guys in the field and the fire support bases. I know because I just got back from three days at a fire support base (FSB Dottie) a week ago. Here I am complaining about things, but I took a hot shower. I've got a bed, four walls and a roof. I don't have to sleep in the mud. ~~~~
I'd better close soon. The weather is slacking and I may get scrambled soon. It is supposed to break around 9:00 p.m. and it's close to that now. I hope that you're all doing well.
Lots of Love, ---- 279 Days
Dear Folks, It started forty-eight hours ago and it looks like it's here to stay. I really don't know what to call it. The usual name is the monsoon season, but it's more like a typhoon. It has been raining, or rather the sky has been falling, for two days without stopping. The winds were 30mph almost all day today. I got scrambled for a tactical emergency, but the weather was so bad we were told not to go. The creek in back of the hootch (Charlie Brown Creek) became a raging river overnight. The bridge across it has been condemned because it's sagging. The hootch next to mine is three feet from being washed away.
Last night, sappers crawled through the wire into the perimeter. They didn't get a chance to do any damage, but they haven't been found and may still be inside the perimeter. They didn't get a chance to do any damage but they haven't been found and may still be inside.
One of the bunkers was washed under and collapsed last night. One of the three guys inside got a broken leg. Viet Nam is now one big lake with the mountains like islands. I've never seen so much rain. I don't have any dry clothes and both of my boots are soaked. Our hootches leak terribly and all the rats and roaches have come out to live in my bed. ~~~~~
I've made up my mind to do the best job that I can despite everything. It's the only way that I can get any satisfaction out of what I'm doing here. I try to look at it as a job and try to do my best. I get more disappointed every day because of all the med-evacs I have made lately, though. Today, four GIs drowned because of the monsoons. That's a hell of a way to go. I really pity the guys in the field. Their morale is low enough without things like this to make it worse.
Sometimes I feel ashamed of what I have. We aviators live in luxury compared to the guys in the field and the fire support bases. I know because I just got back from three days at a fire support base (FSB Dottie) a week ago. Here I am complaining about things, but I took a hot shower. I've got a bed, four walls and a roof. I don't have to sleep in the mud. ~~~~
I'd better close soon. The weather is slacking and I may get scrambled soon. It is supposed to break around 9:00 p.m. and it's close to that now. I hope that you're all doing well.
Lots of Love, ---- 279 Days