After forty somethin' years it finally occured to me I should be insulted. We all should. Well, most of us anyway. One crisp morning outside of Chu Lai I had the duty of retrieving the Claymores that had been set out the evening before. This being accomplished I came back through the wire, plopped down, and started to heat some water in my canteen cup for coffee. In the few moments it took for the water to heat (C-4 can heat it up really quick) I started fiddling with a Claymore in my lap, trying to see how it was put together and how easy it would be to take apart. A little tentative prying with my C rat can opener and off came the back of it, exposing the pure smooth white of the C-4 layer, all except for a piece of paper, which covered about half the area of the explosive. On this paper it said in large print "DO NOT EAT!" At the time I thought it was silly, but only last week did I sit up in bed and say HEY! Did they really think we were that stupid?!" My wife had no idea what I was blathering about, but ever since I've been asking myself that same question. Did the Army have that on the back of their Claymores too? Maybe it was just for them? Whatever. I'm still wondering. Semper Fidelis, Joe Holt 2158867