Thanks for sharing your stories Bernie. One of the most heartfelt things I've ever watched was The Vietnam War documentary. Hearing the stories they told was truly emotional.A little Viet Nam story. One night at DaNang, I was running late for guard mount and needed to go in the armory before it started. In those days, some of the blacks did long drawn out handshakes. They were in the door way doing one of those handshakes. I stood there for a few seconds waiting patiently, but as it became obvious to me they weren't letting me in, without thinking, I just gently lifted their arms and walked under them. It was no big deal to me. I just didn't want to be late.
Well there was an ongoing problem around the hooch area. A certain group would sit on the wooden sidewalks with their weapons and try and make white guys step off in the mud. The next morning after the guard mount episode, three white guys intercepted me on my way to the chow hall. I was the highest ranking non career man on the force and they asked me to lead a revolt against that group. I was non committal and knew I was screwed.
I reckon word had got around of the armory guard mount thing because by the end of the day, the brass had told me to pack my gear and put me on a chopper for Tan My. Now Tan My needed an assistant NCOIC of security, but was everything Connected or just a coincidence?
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