WEEK 3

DAY 11: AUGUST 5, 1968: MONDAY.

Today was the usual thing during the day

But, when I went back to work, it all started again.

But, I must admit that tonight was my best night at work.

I had little trouble with the NCOs because I never came i

In contact with but three. I was gunner for SSGT. Cloud, a quiet but militant person. He tries to be nice but he can’t seem to hide it. We had

no trouble with “Charlie” last night, but I still get that empty feeling

because I know he’s out there. Now I have to wait to see what tomorrow brings.

AMAN.

DAY 12: AUGUST 6, 1968: TUESDAY.

Today was just about usual. I was suppose to

Go and get some shots but I was to tired when I got off work.

So, I put it off until tomorrow morning. I can’t forget to take them,

For these people act like it’s a crime to miss an appointment.

It rains nearly every evening and yesterday was no exception.

Right now it’s 4:00 pm I guess it’s up to 85 degrees out.

It is three things that you get here: rain, hot whether, and

lots of harassment and work. I hope that tonight

and tomorrow will be better

AMAN

DAY 13: AUGUST 7, 1968: WEDNESDAY.

Last night was a real quiet night and for the first time since

I been heen here, that the NCOs left me completely alone. My

Patrol had an area along the perimeter of the base

Along the village of Nah Trang.

The way these people live is amazing. They build huts from

Almost anything. And believe it or not, some of these

Huts looks like a hog pin with a top on it yet, they have

Modern motor cycles. And I’d like to make one last point, and

That is that these people don’t care whether they win or lose.

All they want us for the G.I’s money.

AMAN

DAY 14: AUGUST 8, 1968: THRUSDAY.

Last night was the 13^th day in which we haven’t heard

From Charley. Although this base amazes me.

At night the vital equipment is lit up like a

Christmas tree. These people don’t act like a war

Is going on here at all. I got a chance to look at some more of

The Vietnamese housing for the military, and the

Civilian housing, it looks to me like they build shake

Out of anything, which in my opinion these houses

Can’t even keep out the rain.

AMAN

DAY 15: AUGUST 9, 1968: FRIDAY.

Last night was another good night.

I had no trouble with anyone. I was on a mobile team (SAT)

And I got another chance to see how the people

Of Nah Trang lived. As we rode down the streets of

the city, both sides of the street looks like a

garbage dump. It looks like everyone puts their garbage in the street. We were suppose to have gotten attacked last night

but didn’t. I hope we don’t tonight, because I

have a post on the flight line (guarding B-52s).

They played war games today. WAR GAMES

IN A WAR ZONE, makes good sense.

AMAN

DAY 16: AUGUST 10, 1968: SATURDAY.

Last night was a pretty quiet night. I had a very important post, alone. I had to control entry onto the alert aircraft.

And it seemed as though I had to check a million

Passes. That wasn’t the hard part, the hard

Part was spending the whole night alone at a

Senseless post. I had no trouble at all,

No one messed with me.

AMAN

DAY 17: AUGUST 11, 1968: SUNDAY.

I finally got another day off. What is beginning to

surprise me is that the time is moving right along.

I slept most the time today, went to the chow hall to see

That they had a bunch of old cold cuts, so I went the entire

Day with only one meal.

Now the time has come for to go back to work, and I

Hope that I don’t have to see Charley, for I’ve en

been here17 days and Charley has not shown up.

Not that I want to see him. But it’s just unusual .

AMAN.