Please forgive my mispellings of Vietnamese cities and bases. Served in Vietnam 67-68, from Ton San Nuit to Tuy Hoa and Long Bien. 151st Transportation Company. Best memories: fine, brave, real Americans doing our best to survive and make a difference somehow; Calling home on the "MARS" phone to talk to Mom and Dad and my best girl; Coming back from a long convoy and passing through the wire at base camp; Throwing a frisbee around the camp with my buddies, watching the Bob Hope show at Long Bien; Mail call and getting a letter, once getting a birthday cake from Mom with candles and iceing in a can to share with my hooch mates; R&R in Hawaii. Worst memories: mortar attacks, buddies hurt or worse; Tet Offensive, Tan Sa Nuit overrun, the Ammo dump at Long Bien blowing up all night, latrines backed up so bad the crap was ankle deep, mama sans stepping off distances in the camp for the VC mortars, baby sans offering themselves for a C ration or candy bar, long convoys in the constant rain during the rainy season riding shotgun on a duece & 1/2, sleeping in the mud with your head proped up on your helmet and your rifle inside your poncho lieing on top of you to keep it dry, coming home to go to college on the GI Bill to have fellow students and even professors shun you like a criminal or make ugly/ignorant remarks just loud enough for you to hear as you pass (baby killer), visiting the Vietnam memorial in DC when it was finally built, looking for friends names ... and finding them.., watching with tears streaming down your face as Moms and Dads and Wives with Children placing a flower or note to their lost son, husband, dad,.. and worst of all watching the fall of Saigon on TV, knowing that many of the good people you met were sure to die, and feeling that you had made very little real difference at all....