DaNang

It was illegal for E5 and below to be in DaNang without a permit. LCpl Huntsinger and I did not have a permit. Hunt's was and is very "resourceful". We hitched a ride in a three wheeled motorized buggy owned and driven by an AP or UPI reporter. He asked if we had a permit, when we said no, he said get down, hide in the back of the vehicle. He was known by the MP's at the DaNang gate, so they just waved him through. Once through the gate the MP's noticed Hunt's and me crouched in the rear, the chase was on. After a spirited hide and seek race through DaNang the reporter takes us to his apartment. Says he has an appointment and to help our selves to a beer in the fridge, lay low for about 30 minutes, then hit the town, he leaves us in his apartment. read more

Hill ???

I spent some time on some of the remote OP hills. I spent some time on some of the remote OP hills. I don't remember the names to any. CRS disease???
I think the lake on the one picture was called Alligator Lake

The first impression I gave getting out of the helicopter was funny. A little history. A 1st Lt was using the radio during a violent thunder storm, lightning struck the antenna traveled down the line to the hand set and fried him like bacon. To help prevent this from happening again I was elected to visit all these hills and ground the antennas and radios. I get my personal gear, weapon, helmet, flak jacket, etc… I look like a regular Marine, but then you add dozens of six foot copper rods, bags of salt, copper wiring, dozens of #c pencils in my pocket and copper fittings. The Lt's in charge of each hill initially looked at me like the Marine geek from hell. What has Regimental HQ sent him now?? Once I explained what the gear was for, and that I would stay a while longer and help with watches and provide a bit of radio training I was always taken right in. Most were very small hills with 8 to 12 Marines, so even one extra hand was welcomed. read more