This Web site, is a story about Vietnam some of
you may see the humor
that I am presenting here. Some of you may not!
But that is okay.
All
Photographs on this Webpage are:
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" Yes, I am a Marine "
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at age 18 |
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Top Role Left to Right
Purple Heart w/ Gold Star for second Purple Heart
(being wounded in combat)
Second medal is the Combat Action Ribbon
(for being in Combat against the enemy)
Third medal is the Presidential Unit Citation w/one star for the second
medal
Middlel Role Left to Right
Marine Corps Good Conduct Medal
Second medal National Defense Service Medal
Third medal Vietnam Service Medal w/three star for action in three major
Campaigns
Bottom Role Left to Right
Republic of Vietnam Gallantry Cross Unit Citation
Second medal Republic of Vietnam Civil Action Unit Citation
Third medal Republic of Vietnam Campaign Medal
Note this medal has the year 60 but no second year added
The Police Action in Vietnam was not won or ever Declared a War
the United States Governmant withdrew their troops.
Civilians cannot and will not understand us because they are not one of us. The Corps -- we love it, live it and shall die for it. If you have never been in it, you shall never understand it. The Title It
cannot be inherited Nor can it ever be purchased. You and no one
alive can buy it for any price. It is impossible to rent and it
cannot be lent. You alone and our own have earned it with your
sweat, blood and lives. You own it forever. |
I had joined at the age of 17, went through Boot Camp at MCRD-San Diego, California. Graduated from Company I, Third Recruit Training Battalion, Platoon 356. Oh what a fun time we all had. After Boot Camp, I got to go to Camp Pendleton Marine Base. The base was right along the beach, I got to stay for 10 more weeks of training.
Then I found myself at Camp Lejeune, North Carolina it too was along the beach. Lots of trees. I was with the 1st Bn, 2nd Marines, 2nd Mar Div. I sure learned a lot of new things there. Like what to do when you are stung by 27 Yellow jacks, how to climb a net to board a ship, how take the summer heat while inside a steel military vehicle for hours on end. Then I got to go to the beautiful island of Cuba for four months.
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In
March 1967, I was transferred back to Pendleton for three months of
Jungle Warfare Training. Then on May 19th, 1967, I got to take an airplane
ride to Hawaii, Guam, and the Philippines. Then on to the wonderful
little country of Vietnam. I was told there was a party go'in on, that
I was going to have fun and a good time if it killed me.
!!! Click Pictures to enlarge !!!
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When
I first arrived at Battalion it was a little warm. Here I am taking a break
from a football game. If you look to my left you can see a CYA(cover your
ass) hole. This is because sometimes the locals got a little to rowdy, then
start shooting off some fireworks that would end up in camp.
After
making a few friends, I was told I had to move out to the countryside. That
it was country style living. Not to many people close by, a relaxed area
(known as the "Mudflats")
with wide open spaces, It was Federally Funded Housing.
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{-This
was my first apartment it slept four men.-}
No electricity, No running water, and No plumbing.
But it was a nice neighborhood and it had a volleyball court.
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Then
I started to move up town. My next apartment was for two men only.
This made for a quieter nights sleep, sometimes.
My second apartment was the same as the other one.
But
hey, the fresh air Outhouse was just fine.
Besides you always had to be ready to dive for cover.
And we all worked to keep the neighborhood clean.
Look close and you will see how well we used it.
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