Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The One Day of the Year
At the cenotaph 25.04.24 It took me fifteen years after returning from Vietnam before I marched on Anzac Day. There were all manner of reaso...
-
It's difficult, gentle reader, to ignore the soap opera in train across the Pacific, and once again, I am drawn like a moth to the fla... -
Fascism as a political movement exhibits four basic criteria. First, fascism it is not an ideology, but an activity. Secondly, it... -
Courtesy www.statesman.com I found this posted in Facebook a few weeks ago, when the faux outrage about mandated vaccination first began to ...
2 comments:
17, I can't believe the similarities in our service. I too went to Bangkok, and TIM land so that I could get some pictures to send home to mum and dad as pictures of bars and girls are not what you send home.
Did you notice Holdens on then streets? I recall seeing a few HR Holdens.
On my return to Saigon some Australian Army guy grabbed me and as I was wearing sunglasses, he pulled them forward and announced, "Gee you better keep these on or you'll bleed to death!"
On to the Dat and as I staggered into the lines the CSM said grab your gear we are about to leave. I protested that I just returned from R&R and was entitled to a week at the Dat.
Onto choppers, then APCs. They left me off gun picquet that night - I slept straight for 14 hours!
I was particularly impressed with your description of the harshness of a soldiers lot contrasted suddenly with being with a women.
Amazing, but true. I've never seen anyone express this so well before
Cav
Some experiences remain in the memory.
Post a Comment