Vietnam truly was the house of the rising sun...for it ruined the lives of many a poor boy...Please wait for the music to load before scrolling down. You will be glad you did!
Our Battalion Commander flew in to oversee the situation... Notice the difference between his boots and ours...ours were made for walking, his shiney officer ones weren't.
We captured several VC prisoners...ruined their whole day, and confiscated several weapons. Note the man below tied to his stretcher...we had to take these precautions because the dead and wounded were often booby trapped to kill those who tried to help...
Then we saddled up and moved on our way through the lush and flowered foliage of the banana plantations...
For the fifth night on patrol, guess what, we dug yet another foxhole for to lay our weary heads...
