ARRIVIAL IN WAR ZONE

DAY 2: JULY 27, 1968: SATURDAY

I remember that on this day, after we landed at Yacota, we had a lay-over. I had time to collect my thoughts and recover from the nine and a half here trip over the ocean. I also remembered that my mother had told me to always pray and that she believed that if one person would return from the war, that I would be that person. I also recall how the military ran us from one station to another to catch the next flight. I had a flight to Cam Ranh Bay, South Vietnam and from there to Nha Trang. The latter was very eventful for a first day in Nam. The plane was shot at constantly!!!!!

We stayed at Yokota about an hour and a half. For the

contonuation of the flight to Cam Ranh Bay (VN). Both flights were shaky and we had lots of bad weather. But at 3:15 PM, we were on the grund in Vietnam. We had a lot to do:(go to customs, briefings, convert money to MPC, arrange to fly to Nha Trang), my new home. I was luck I got the first flight to Nha Trang. On the flight we got shot at from the ground, but about 5:30 PM I was at my new home. And about 7 AM I had a temporary place to stay. Aman.

DAY 3: JULY 28, 1968: SUNDAY.

I saw from the stat that ths place was going to be hell

to stay in. They put me in the NCO bay of the barracks. None

of them really wanted me there, for most of them were something that I can’t write here. I stayed in bed most of the day, for that night (the 27^th )I didn’t sleep good because of rifles firing in the hills.

Sgt. Stiles, the man who lived in the same “tube”[sleeping area] I

Lived, was the only one who showed me a little kindness in my first 48 hours here.

Aman