The first spotting round of the fire mission came screaming in. I didn’t care if I could see or hear it in the rain, or the fact that clustered down under the overhanging cliff behind the berm, I knew I wasn’t going to be able to properly observe anything anyway. I was waiting for other evidence. “Splash, over,” was transmitted by the FDC at Cunningham. Soon after, a shower of rocks and debris hit the single canopy jungle like a giant barrage of hail, and I smiled coldly into the handset. No correction was necessary. I called for a battery of one, and waited for six more wonderful forty-five pound shells to impact the face of the cliff. Even hunched back as I was, into the very crack at the base of the cliff, I was able to press in a little further knowing what hell was coming down only a few feet away. I felt my team huddled in tightly with me. The six rounds spewed rocks everywhere. I didn’t want the rock rain to stop. I adjusted two hundred meters left and then four hundred right, bracketing the wall in reverse. More explosions tore off surface sections of the old cracked face, and splattered chunks of it everywhere. Everywhere but back under the overhang.
Click on ‘arrow’ and listen to incoming
Jim, not sure if this was intentional but maybe commandos should be commanders. Welcome home, Dave.
The rear area (commandos) didn’t care what was happening to their Marines in the field, …
Noted and Corrected, Thank you.
Jim, This sentence may read better with a comma after ferocity (ferocity,). Dave.
I also knew in my short time that the NVA was tough as nails and not only fought with brutal (ferocity) they didn’t give up, almost ever.
Thanks again, Dave
semper fi,
Jim
I’m so glad to be reading this in chapter form. If I had the book in hand I wouldn’t put it down until It was finished and wouldn’t get anything done! Wow!!
Thanks for the great compliment Charles. It’s up in chapters because that’s the way I am writing
I am in the middle of the next chapter right this minute. Thanks for writing what you wrote and liking the story.
Semper fi,
Jim
thank you for writing about your experice of hell, my husband was in a shau valley drove a dozer and a sgt got killed running to get under the dozer with e5 francis morin, i do know the exact date he was there but he stated on his va record he was thank you
You are most welcome Marietta. There area a lot of heavy equipment operators who got killed
in that way and quite a few in that damned valley. A beautiful place of hidden secret death waiting
around every corner, behind every hanging vine. So sorry for your loss. Thanks for the comment and for reading the story.
Semper fi,
Jim
“A warrior I have been. Now, It is all over. A hard time I have>” Sitting Bull
Afterwards:….
Robert Hayes·Thursday, February 23, 20172 Reads
The Elder’s Thoughts
They said I would be changed in my body. I would move through the physical world in a different manner. I would hold myself in a different posture. I would have pains where there was no blood. I would react to sights , sounds , movement and touch in a crazy way , as though I was back in the war.
They said I would be wounded in my thoughts. I would forget how to trust , and think that others were trying to harm me. I would see danger in the kindness and concern of my relatives and others. Most of all , I would not be able to think in a reasonable manner , and it would seem that everyone else was crazy. They told me that it would appear to me that I was alone and lost even in the midst of the people…that there was no one else like me.
They warned me that it would be as though my emotions were locked up , and that I would be cold in my heart and not remember the ways of caring for others. While I might give soft meat or blankets to the elders or food to the children , I would be unable to feel the goodness of these actions. I would do these things out of habit and not from caring. They predicted that I would be ruled by dark anger and that I might do harm to others without plan or intention.
They knew that my spirit would be wounded. They said I would be lonely and that I would find no comfort in family , friends , elders or spirits. I would be cut off from both beauty and pain. My dreams and visions would be dark and frightening. My days and nights would be filled with searching and not finding. I would be unable to find the connections between myself and the rest of creation. I would look foreward to an early death. And….I would need cleansing and healing in all these things.
Author unknown
If you get older it gets better. You don’t forget but you get good at accommodating
and coming to the conclusion that there’s not nearly as much point to everything as you thought there
was when you were young. Therefore, it was okay to be there and does those things out of ignorance
because ignorance ran rampant while passing itself off as wisdom…just like today.
Thanks for the deep thoughts and the comment.
Semper fi,
Jim
The sounds of friendly incoming were of 105’s, nothing sounds like a 155 especially when it is coming in “short”, like a freight train coming through the air. Was in a firefight once she both us an the NVA stopped firing an took cover. Horrifying .
Those 155 rounds were twice as heavy as 105 rounds. And the difference was huge. The 13 lbs of explosives versus about 5 was also
a bit of a factor is creating huge shock waves when HE was fired. Yes, I remember well.
Semper fi,
Jim
Lt. I was truly lucky, I was drafted in 1966. Before going in, my older brother gave some sage advice, never volunteer. He was a screaming eagle from WW II. D Day to the end. I followed his advice and wound up an MP in Korea. After Deros, went into law enforcement for a 34 year career. But what is similar is that I still cover my six and I sweep the room. I be it a bar or restaurant. Great writing and keep it coming.
Thank you Terry. Means a lot to me to get such comments.
take care and keep up the flank security!
Semper fi,
Jim
“having both entry and exit from up and down the overhand” (change to overhang perhaps?) In paragraph 29 or 30.
The crap is getting deep now Lt. I liked your plan better than Casey’s.
WOW!
I cannot believe the intensity of you and everyone’s reading the story, Glenn and Terry
Yes this is basic First draft and somewhat spontaneous.
But correction so made.
Semper fi
Jim
Just picking a nit! When the Starlight scope was first introduced back in The First Ten Days it was noted that there was no case for it, the case having been lost. Later, Zippo is carrying the scope with a sling fashioned from a rifle sling. In the last couple of episodes mention is made of removing the Starlight scope from its case. Seems to be a continuity issue that’s crept in to the story.
Otherwise, it’s a great narrative retelling a hellish time in worse circumstances. Your sense of pacing events in the story and gift for writing narrative makes me check several times a day for a new installment. I’ve read all the old ones at least twice! Great job, Jim, and I hope this retelling opens some eyes and brings you great success.
Scotty
Yes, I bought a Starlight Scope after writing that. On Ebay. It had a case. The case that came with the scope back then.
Somehow my mind adapted to the case and stuck it into the story. Weird, but true. Thanks for catching that so I can fix it
and not look like a complete idiot!!
Semper fi,
Jim
Dam Jim!!! u sure got yourself in a hell of a mess,not hard to do there in the Nam,the shit will just find u when u r in the bush,Central Highlands 69-70,biggest dam mountains I ever seem let alone hump them,fuck that place Jim,keep the good work up,4th Inf. Div.
Thank you Daniel. The mountains were sure a mixed bag. Better air and better jungle but man those
elevations and hills. Brutal.
Thanks for the comment and liking the story.
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim after each reading my hands sweat and shake, keep writing
Thanks Don. Sometimes that is my reaction here too!
But I am endeavoring to persevere and move on through.
Thanks for the kind word and the encouragement.
Semper fi,
Jim
I was a crew chief on Marine helicopters from May 65 to June 66. We did,t even have Huey’s. we still used the old CH 34’s. Hauling in troops, resuppling with ammo and supplies. Hauling out the wounded and dead. Then pulling troops back out . I always admired you guys. Sometimes taking troops in a hot zone it was important to me to make sure my M-60 was in perfect shape. Spaying the tree line with live fire so you guys could grab a foot hold. Pretty scary some times. I have a lot of memories also.
The 34s were still around throughout the war. the big disadvantage of the ugly weird birds was the
magnesium of their structure which could burn when hit with certain bullets. The rumor was that if the bird
started on fire you could not land it in time before it burned up but that was just rumor.
Semper fi,
Jim
I am trying to get the lay of the land where you are operating….. Am I correct that you moved into the A Shau from the NE, moving SE along the valley wall, and are operating on the east side of the river with FSB Cunningham to your NW, That the major terrain feature is to your east..Back, and the major enemy concentrations are to your west SW across the river, and basically you are on the terminal end of the GT line from FSB Cunningham? If what I see in my head is correct, You are in hells corner and the brimstone and fire are at full burner….. Bob.
Yes, Robert, if you look at a map of the area then you’ve described it perfectly.
We are not beyond Cunningham’s range but we are too low in the valley to get
the fire it would take to accurately reach the river area. You have to either be
relatively close to the firebase to get high angle, and we were too far, or the guns
must be able to depress and shoot over intervening high terrain, which they could not.
Thanks for figuring it all out.
Semper fi,
Jim
Yes, I have been trying to find a good map of the AO, Being a Rotor Head I had a good Idea of the neighborhood, and it don’t belong to Mr. Rodgers…. I was trying to figure out where you were in relationship to Cunningham, I figured they had to be to your NW/NNW and almost at the end of their range fan, So the shot would have been low angle.
Yes, I am waiting the next installment, Captain “the Batty” Casey, Is going to be in for a surprise if I am correct by moving back onto a known registration point, Victor Charles is not stupid and does give any breaks, Yes, I believe the shit is going to get very deep and you bring up the rear may just be the best place for you…. An old adage in flying the Nam, Never retrace your flight path unless you absolutely have to, You can get away with it the twice, But the third time, Gives Sir Charles the time to be set an waiting for you, Now as a grunt unit, You move to slow for even doing it twice, always head for a new LZ for medevac and log and supply…… Bob
Repetition was a recipe for disaster. For one thing, on the ground
those forces could dig faster than you could believe. They’d did under
the position you’d occupied before. You have the layout in your head almost
exactly as it was.
Thanks for taking the time and care to write about it here.
Semper fi,
Jim
I read your comment about the amount of jobs you had and that you were with the same lady. I envy you and admire your wife for sticking with it. I guess you could say I was not that way. I married twice and tried to make it work but no luck. One thing I did right was to choose mining as a profession. Working underground on equipment
And not having to deal with the civilians except when I came to the surface worked well for me. The only problem was the blasting of the rock. Tried to stay far away from the area.
Underground. I never thought of that one. I did not suffer fools well,
and that was my explanation of why I did so poorly with superiors back here.
I also did not handle high threat men well.
I always submitted initially and cowered and then appeared again at a later time and hour of their life.
That was not healthy for me or them. I got better.
I finally had to learn how to do things that did not require me keeping a job.
I had to find things I could only be rejected from, like writing.
And there you have some of my litany.
And yes, I’m sorry about some of those aggressive men back here too…
Semper fi,
Jim
Don’t know it could be my own skewed view, but I’m thinking the Capt choice to go up front was a serious mistake on his part, but somebody had to go first. He didn’t believe the enemy was still in force, but I’m thinking they (NVA) had a Marine Rifle Company hung out to dry, they weren’t going anywhere. They were going to concentrate all their attention on the lead guys, and perhaps being left back with the mortar section wasn’t as bad as it appeared at the time? Surprised Gunny willingly went walking into potential disaster, I’m supposing he thought the NVA had split also.
The next chapter plays out. Don’t ever presume when officers are headed to the
front of a unit that they are headed toward a point position. That’s not real
life unless the officer is, shall we say, different.
Thanks for the comment though. I much enjoyed it.
Semper fi,
Jim
This is really a bad thing to say, but I believe I’d put a 105 right up Capt. Casey’s ass. Hell, seems that you’re coming up with all the plans and doing all the damage with arty and you are getting hung out to dry 🙁
I was trying to survive day to day, moment to moment, and only from this perspective
now does credit mean a damned thing…and it means nothing now either! It was about
fighting the enemy and then the war within and then just moving on from day into night and
into day again. Thanks for the support and the attitude…but remember that I am remembering
and not living it again…so I tend to favor myself a bit here too.
Semper fi,
Jim
Oh, yes, by putting stuff on here you are actually putting stuff
up that I can say I own and use however I want. It’s in the public domain. But can I really do that? Really?
No. I find it hard to describe how much the comments have and continue to mean to me as a person. I can’t do it.
Semper fi,
Jim
Your writing exudes this character and it is nothing short of pure class.I often don’t thank you for all the time effort that you give us in your sharing of your trial by fire. These comments by others that were in the same but different combat situations adds testament to what you are doing. I wish some of my friends that have been lost since their return had a chance to read this as it would of helped several to know they weren’t alone.
Hearing aids are highly over rated. I am on my 5th set now but if you have trouble separating the sounds they are a waste of money. 45 years as a welder and 2 1/2 years in armor plus being a designated ammo burner for a Head Quarters company did mine in.
Thank you Peter. It’s, admittedly, an easier decision to make because I’m
not going for reputation or fame anymore. The comments are precious, however,
and at some time in the future maybe someone might take the time and trouble
to go after permissions.
Semper fi, and thank you!
Jim
You and Casey fighting for Gunny,so true. However Casey has the hammer and can place you wherever he chooses. The bit about the Claymores brought me nearly to tears. So sad! Can’t wait to see how you get out this predicament. Semper Fi Jim and ThankYou!
Thanks Jack, for the thanks and for your usual accurate analysis.
Funny how things really were as opposed to how they are portrayed back here.
So much of that crap…
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim, one thing that struck me on this episode was when you used the term, “My green world.” Such a good choice of words, when describing the scope. One night, when scoping a perimeter, I caught a Marine whacking it in his LP. The libido of 19 year old Marines sometimes got in the way. There were 8 million stories in that Naked City, and that was just one. Great job in recounting of details that were part of life in that whole microcosm of life in I Corps. Obviously, things that you and countless others of us will never forget. Keep em coming, LT.
Funny how so many good combat writers were Marines. Malentes, Webb, and now you remember stuff that was buried in those dark recesses of the brain that get a big “Holy shit! I remember that.”
Thanks for the big compliment. Malentes and Webb are way up there in my regard.
I read Fields of Fire right after I got home and it became the only book about the war I would
refer to anyone. Thanks for putting me in that company.
Semper fi,
Jim
I read it back then as well. Some of my Vietnam buds just read it this year, as they were also in the 5th, albeit 2nd Bn. Jim was with D 1/5. I got to talk to him quite extensively one night in DC, at a reunion on the birthday weekend, about 12 years ago. He was actually trying to turn Fields into a movie and wanted to know if some of us wanted to be consultants, as I knew my way around The Arizona pretty well. 😀 He wanted to film it in the An Hoa area and use real NVA, etc. The local bureaucrats, along with their puppeteers in Hanoi wanted their hands in everything. Jim finally said screw this and them. Damn shame, as it would have made a great one, from a great story.
Jim Webb, class act all the way.
The movie business is a morass deeper and just as shitty as the Nam was.
Semper fi,
Jim
Found you story on Facebook. Real good reading. Can’t wait for the next chapter.
Thanks Dusty. Yes, Facebook has been immensely helpful in getting the story out to many vets.
It is hard to reach anyone with any writing today because the competition is so fierce and the big
publishers will now only deal with big names. Thanks for the comment.
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim another great segment, thank you. You have been in more shit in 12 days the my 8+ months in the field. The days in Cambodia are the only times we were in contact for long periods. You are right about the 50 cal., they would shoot through about anything, can’t hide. Keep it coming!
Saw and experienced a lot. Don’t know why or how that happened, but it sure as hell
happened to a lot of other vets too. We just didn’t know.
Thanks for your comment and the encouragement…
Semper fi,
Jim
Chris Taylor: Somebody once wrote,
“Hell is the impossibility of reason.”
That’s what this place feels like. Hell.
Platoon (1987)
Oliver Stone was there in the Nam. I am not sure what
he did there but Platoon had the patina of reality written
deeply into it. Hard to handle certain issues like race
and friendly fire in a movie though. People get awful pissed
off it the reality of those things are brought forth with any kind
of reality. The myths about war and warriors is overpoweringly powerful.
Semper fi,
Jim
Just as you start gaining confidence in commanding, and show you have the wits, you don’t request a M-14 or something more than your Colt at the rear guard. My question is that. Then I always heard the best are put in the worst-case scenarios. You showed your finesse at firepower. You got rewarded as a volunteer. Casey is seeking safety, and putting you in a tight spot when he sees the way out. I don’t really know whether it be a bane, or compliment. Maybe he thinks you invulnerable?
The M-14 was history by the time I got there. You could not put in a request for one
because they were out of inventory. I never had anybody in my unit that had one. The Macho Man on
the chopper with a Thompson and a couple of guys that carried twelve gauge shotguns. They mostly regretted
that because an M-16 with a twenty round magazine puts any shotgun to shame for firepower, especially when you can
just slam in another magazine in three seconds or less…
Semper fi,
Jim
James – Just a ‘quickie” on the M-14, Call me old school (or corps) but I believe the M-14 was and still is (well……maybe don’t know enough about all the “new” weapons available today) but right up to and including the M-16 and all it’s “improved” versions hands down the M-14 “had it all” in my book – .30 cal, full auto capabilities, 20 round mags and enough “slop” in their manufacturing to withstand the dirt, mud and water of real field conditions. I literally watched a Marine running across a paddy while we were “in the shit”, fall full face forward into knee deep water (and mud under it)(I thought he had been hit) come up with that 14 firing full auto right out of the water and never missed a beat. I asked him about it when everything was over and he said, “Shit……I had my finger full on the trigger the whole time and that Mf’er never malfunctioned once”. I loved the one I carried before I carried an M-60 (which I dearly loved also – what an awesome weapon that was too. My dad used to send me Hoppe’s No. 9 and assorted cleaning gear from home all the time). I know the AK’s have a great reputation for dependability but give this old Marine an M-14 any day! Semper Fi my brother!
I trained with the M-14 and loved it. I shot top of my class and tied
the course record at Quantico when the range instructor let me use his accurized model.
Which was cheating, I guess, but I loved shooting it.
I never saw one in the Nam though. They were out of inventory so
I don’t know how some guys ended up with them.
The M-16 for close in work was pretty damned effective though.
The M-60 was a great weapon except for trying to keep the bullets clean
carrying them around in great loops around the neck.
Thanks for the analysis and comment.
Semper fi,
Jim
My basic training unit C-14-4 at Ft. Knox July 1964 was issued the M-14 and the next cycle was the first issued the M-16 . I was a draftee thus had no choice of MOS and they sent me to Finance & accounting School at Ft. Harrison Indiana but the accounting part was cancelled before I could take the course At that time the Army in Vietnam was paid through Navy finance so my 73c20 MOS was not needed in Vietnam and I ended up at Ft. Jackson for the next 19 months . Guys coming back from Vietnam during my stay hated the M-16s they were issued and tried to get M-14s by hook or crook or even old M-1 carbines because they didn’t trust the M-16 at that time . The Army opened their first Army Finance office in 1966 and our Finance Commander was selected to head it and I could have went over as well with him ( he wanted his own people ) but I would have had to extend for approx 6 months and being engaged to marry I thought discretion the better part of valor so declined . To this day I do not consider being only a Vietnam era Veteran as honorable so I keep my mouth shut and feel somewhat guilty .
The M-16 improved, and man could you carry a lot of rounds compared to the .30 caliber stuff.
No ammo for the carbine and no way to get 14s when I was there. And you needed a lot of rounds
because of the jungle and you needed close penetrating stuff too, which the 16 is outstanding at.
When you wound in combat you do worse things to the enemy than killing. They have to care for the
wounded. The 16 is outstanding as a wounding weapon. Thanks for the comment and also
please step up as a Vietnam vet. Your help was there and that is what counted…
Semper fi,
Jim
As to the CO’s survival instincts, fear is something that a courageous warrior is immune to. On the occasion of walking into deep shit & finding that he is lacking is a life changing event, for some crippling. This discovery is a very bitter pill to swallow. Unfortunately instead of admitting this shortcoming he attempts to avoid the situation with no
regard for the safety of others.
Well, Sam,that’s an interesting conclusion to come to.
It is easier now to second guess all of it but I won’t go into detail here
because the story has to play out as we go. But thank you for that thoughtful comment and for making it on here.
Semper fi,
Jim
I remember a warrior’s quote…’fear is not a confession of weakness, fear is an opportunity for courage’.
Your thoughts.
Fear is correct. To be able to function through fear is to respond to that corectness
with reason instead of submission. That is why courage is a function of experience
and not of some mysterious and hardened inner quality. To be a warrior one has to
war.
Semper fi,
Jim
Just my opinion
The best Nam story iv ever read…Look forward to reading more…Quik question??? If I’m allowed Do u still have the same wife
Yes, I am still married to the same woman, amazingly enough. 27 careers, fired from 23 of them but the same family.
Got me through.
Thanks for asking.
Thanks for the big compliment.
Semper fi,
Jim
That is truly awesome Sir.
Thanks for what I believe is a great one line compliment.
The comments on here have been quite amazing, and your own along with them.
Semper fi,
Jim
Evening Jim, Yet another great chapter, You are opening up many memories of those days of chaos, Yes, Ringing ears, and Hearing damage, Again the dichotomy of my life in Helicopters, Vaught between the maintenance routines in the rear, and the sounds of full blown combat support getting the necessary life saving equipment to you grunts when the shit was deep, and occasionally paying the price of a sudden transfer to the infantry when the dice came up snake eyes….. Yes 7 times, The army called them hard landings….. I called them crashes mostly controlled, But then having to wait for a lift out…. Yes, Not a good place to be for a rotor head….. But you called, and we answered. I had a toy that I acquired back then, passed it on when I deros out, It was a S&W 9 mm semi auto, it had a can on it, It came in handy twice…. Yes, You still have 3 major problems
1. Jurgens…. He isn’t hanging with Case for Casey’s good…. And who is running First Platoon with Jurgen’s head up Casey’s ass? Something is fixing to hit the tail rotor there.
2. Sugar Daddy….. He has crossed the line and you will have to do something, He was warned, and it was in a way, You have to deliver on.
3. The Beast…. They know where you are going, and they have it registered, taped and measured to the last grain of sand…. And Casey is still operating with His FNG HUA stupidity and Jurgens is not doing anything to correct the situation, He is playing it all for His own benefit.
Yes, If time could be turned back, You need my little toy far more than I did….. It would have tickled my sense of the macabre to have let you have it, Yes, not a standard call, no markings, cold, nothing to trace back to you………….
Semper fi Jim
Some things are really hard to discuss in any rendition of what happened to so many of
us back there. There is legality to consider. There is the thoughts and feelings of survivors of those
that did not make it. What a wonderfully descriptive comment Robert! You just go at in, sniffing right through
the story for what you can glean. Amazing. Seven crashes and you walked away from them all. Astounding.
More on such ‘landings’ as time goes by here. Can’t thank you enough for your engagement and your intent here.
Semper fi,
Jim
Actually it would be more correct to say I limped away from all of them…LOL, I never got caught good enough to get ticket home, but several of my crew did.
Me, a few days either putting the bird back together, or getting a whole new/old replacement, and back to the grind…..
Yes, I kind of knew about that limping thing. Not wounded enough for a Heart but definitely hurt.
The military at the time didn’t see minor injuries as injuries at all, but they could sure screw up
your chance for survival if they were bad enough. The whole chopper story of the Nam is incredible.
I loved those things and the guys who ran them.
Semper fi,
Jim
some suggested edits: overhang not overhead, ‘online’ seems out of place and unnecessary, cover fire not fire cover, sent (not set) up to me, and almost never, not ever.
Excellent work as usual, please keep it coming!
Thank you RB for helping me get this right.
Editing is so damned difficult, what with the writer’s penchant for seeing
things as correct when they are definitively not.
Semper fi,
Jim
I hope you’re typing your stubby little fingers off; leaving us hanging like that….
Yes, I am working away this morning, just as soon as I get done responding to thirty comments left last night.
Whew! But I am at it for sure. Another strange twist in the segment (signpost) up ahead!
Thanks for caring and knowing that my fingers are indeed stubby.
Semper fi,
Jim
Stupid me, I took some comfort from mortars. Always felt the mortar men were a lot more accurate than any other artillery. Having said that, we nearly got blown out of the air one time when the Koreans dropped a bunch of rounds into an area we were attacking…….Must have been mighty depressing, making plans and having them countermanded on a whim….
Field mortars were great but ammunition was so damned limited. At three pounds each
the rounds for a 60 mike mike don’t sound like much but twenty of them is a lot and they
are bulky to carry. You can’t just treat them like hauling C-rations or water either!
We moved a lot and long distances.
Semper fi,
Jim
then they could mount in on a more distant ridge or hill and still hit us hard, but the closer location seemed the most likely because they would know about the berm and want the most penetration their rounds could give.
Think might change the mount in to mount “it”
Appears the head rattling didn’t improve his thought pattern much. Seems he is willing to sacrifice others to save his own hide. Then again he might want to be rid of his competition that could derail his phony brilliance. The Gunny seems is a chess master.
Everyone is a chess player in combat but few are masters.
The Gunny was a master. I was trying to become one but of an entirely different
order. Thanks for the comparison, the comment and just being along for the read…
Semper fi,
Jim
That asshole capt looking for medals and hoping you get killed!
Deeper than that, and shallower, all at the same time.
Combat is such a strange place to try to survive in.
Semper fi,
Jim
James you have a Great Vacation and have som Fun. Brother
Neat to be out here working on so much stuff
when I thought I would be rocking in a chair by this age and
watching the big show on television. What big show? Hell, does it matter?
This is better.
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim you must be getting close to the old LZ I don’t understand why the capt. left you back if he wanted incoming for the LZ but hay I was only l/cpl. at that time in 65. I can say for sure the ringing in the ears does cause hearing loss I’m 100% hearing loss I have cochlear in plants even though people sound like mickey mouse at least I can hear enough to get by.
Yes, the hearing is definitely going at this stage And it’s been bad for some
time. They gave me a hearing test when I got out so many years ago and the doctor said
my hearing test was so screwy in results that it looked like I was trying to trick the results.
If I would just sign off they would not have to proceed against me. I singed off, wondering
some more about our strange system of VA support that isn’t, and wasn’t. I’ll buy my own
hearing aids now.
Semper fi,
Jim
Go to the VA and make them give you hearing aids. I lost my hearing after sitting in Command Posts with squawking radios, and in a Missile Silo Control Center with all kinds of racket in a closed in space. Wearing ear protection could cause us to miss an alert message, so we didn’t.
My cuz (machine gunner with the 173rd ABN, 2 tours in RVN) lost his hearing and the VA person asked him: “Couldn’t you have worm hearing protection?” You can’t make up this stuff!
Now they have hearing aids that allow you to program them to a TV. I can watch TV, hear volume and no one else in the room can hear it.
Yes: you should be able to get the hearing aids, and replacement batteries, too. You’ve more than earned them! Go for it!
And thanks for the good work here. Like all the others reading your works I look forward to the next chapter and the comments with your replies.
Thank you Ed. I shall follow your advice, although sometimes it is cool
to not be able to hear anybody.
This is a rather loud world and there’s occasionally a certain solace in silence.
Especially for a writer. Thanks for liking the story.
I am wrestling it 12th Day Second Part right now and that God Blessed mixed
bag of characters I was trying to work with, and survive with…
Semper if,
Jim
I listened to the “incoming” audio clip. Gave me the willies. Several times I heard a big shard from the side of an artillery round sing through the air, once I thought I heard a base plate whir. Folks don’t realize rounds fragment in patterns. The sides often separate upon detonation into 6-12″ shards that are red hot from detonation & razor sharp. I remember a 6″ tree that was chopped off a few feet over my head (lying on the reverse side of a ridge)when we BIP an 8″ artillery round on an adjacent ridge. As EOD I visualize the ordnance & what it does. Everything is different when it is up close & personal.
The fragmentation thing is bizarre. You never know how the shells are going to come apart and some fragments can fly for a mile!
Sure glad that part of life is dead and gone.
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim,
With hearing aids, it is your choice whether or not you hear any particular thing. Sometimes. That can be turned to good use, when you need to.
Mike, thank you. I will give the VA a go and see what they’ve got. And take the
test and see if it is easier now.
Thanks for the help here.
Semper fi,
Jim
Hanging in there. What more could you do. You have a fight on both sides. Glad you got your Self together. Grate job LT.
The fight on both sides waxed and waned with each passing day and night.
I think that fight went on inside most line units but is seldom, if ever, discussed.
You sure as hell can’t talk about the inside stuff or friendly fire at the VA!!!
Thanks for mentioning that observation and also for hanging in there…
Semper fi,
Jim
Mr. Strauss, each chapter is more riveting and soul grabbing than the last! “I think we set a battalion record for casualties last night with my plan.” Didn’t take Casey long to take credit for your bold idea. Can’t wait for the next installment.
Thank you, Sir!
Some of this stuff I write now strikes me as high humor. Casey is funny to me now although certainly not to me
back then. Thanks for the observation and putting it down here.
Semper fi,
Jim
I’m really enjoying this book Jim…hurry up with more chapters!
Semper Fi!
Thanks for wanting more and faster. That’s a great compliment. I am all over it this morning.
The next chapter is Twelfth Day Second Part and you will have very soon.
Semper fi,
Jim
Was the NVA between you & the arty base ?? Were the rounds coming from east to west ?? Seems like the A Shau ran NW–SE !! Can’t remember for sure !! Is Casey trying to get you killed ?? Where’s the 79’s?? Keep on keeping on !!
North and South. You are correct in that it ran a little east and west of that too, not to mention the
offshooting canyons. Thanks for remembering it the way it really was. Hard to do. I look at the maps
of the area now and sometimes scratch me head because the maps don’t lie but sometimes my brain does.
Semper fi,
Jim
I could imagine your knees buckling and your ass hitting the dirt mentally when Casey said that You were going to stay behind. He certainly hadn’t thought it out to clearly since he was going really really need you at the other end…….If you or he made it that far.
You’re growing exponentially every hour in that surreal world and Casey is that typically lost garrison soldier with nothing on his mind but looking good……And surviving
Carrying wounded with no leadership to lead the movement ahead…..The real leadership is left in the rear.
Chaos is coming………
The best laid plans. Yes, one of my times when I was trying to avoid being too exposed.
Not thinking about the exposure of my men, of course, because that personal fear can just
overcome all of that honorable crap at any time…when you least expect it. Casey was absolutely
correct to leave me with the mortar section. I just didn’t see it that way at the time..
Semper fi,
Jim
James, The web you weave keeps bringing me back, along with the emotions and memories I had Long ago buried. I love the night, part of my heritage I guess, being able to become invisible helps in a small team, but moving a company thru the Ashau would’ve definitely sucked, arty being your only option to disengage left you where you had to be, maybe a short round in the LZ would’ve been appropriate though, funny how we think when we feel we are wronged, never forget, never forgive, II corps 68-69
Could not get artillery in so many places in the valley.
The depressed nature of the lower terrain coupled with the many rocky crags and
smaller off-shooting valleys made it damned difficult. Sometimes arty would fire just
to see if they could get rounds in close to where you needed them. The maps were not always
accurate, either….
Semper fi,
Jim
Heavy stuff, and my breath is coming about as well as Junior’s as I read it. Man, I hated those rockets and RPG’s! You could sort of tell when a mortar was coming, but a rocket was always a surprise. Good luck with the movement. Covering arty fire should help, but Christ, get that danger close a little further out, will ya?
Thanks for that compliment. Calling artillery close became
my best refined art and a huge part of our survival as long as we survived.
We took casualties from getting it in so close but it saved our ass time after time.
Semper fi,
Jim
Every segment makes me another percent happy the Army didn’t send my ass to VN. I can understand how many of our boys were killed so easily.
The enemy was plentiful and very real. They had good equipment and the best intelligence.
They had lousy communications and their stuff was nowhere as good as ours. It was a tough
contest depending upon location, weather, terrain and numbers. Thanks for the comment.
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim,
We had to “possess” the dead bodies to get credit for a kill, got beer for confermed kills, blood trails were “probables” not worth shit.
I’m starting to get worried about all the friendlies in the area. Not a lot of communication between FO’s, the grunts are in the dark about approaching friendlies.
Capt missed a real chance to punish the NVA. They weren’t stupid, they knew a FUBAR unit when they tangled. They would pile on just to teach the hard truths
Sucks to be in a screwed up unit.
Butch
There was no evacuation of enemy bodies in our unit. Not ever. They were stripped for
all materials, identity and weapons and then left. We did not inter them either.
They might have known how fucked up our unit was but they paid a helluva price from
time to time anyway.
Semper fi,
Jim
And this is only day 12, Payton Place and deep sh*t! You have ALL of my respect.
Indeed, Joseph, the times intensity cannot be properly comprehended in its wild complexity,
as there are so many things I can’t seem to wedge into the story without trailing away into
unending detail. Thanks for liking the story and commenting here.
Semper fi,
Jim
Riviting. I’ll consider your latest installment a birthday present(a damn good one too) as I turn 59 today. Quick math lets you know that I just missed that hell, but it is incredible to hear the comments from Marines and all service members that didn’t. Keep up the GREAT work, and again, Thanks.
Thanks for the compliment on the story and also you conclusion about the comments
made by so many vets and others here. Cogent, clear and very meaningful. It’s wonder to read them
and answer every day. Thank you for being one of those comments.
Semper fi,
Jim
Somewhere, someone came up with an oxymoron. Military Intelligence.
There is a lot of truth to that. Making up news is a lot easier than working to find or figure it out.
Hence the new term: alternate facts. Made up. The current administration is not wrong about that
although It would be better if it did not participate even more than the mass media it accuses. In combat
information is hard to get if you are not out there doing the shit. So military intelligence does not get
fact unless it goes out there….and since it does not have to go out there by being ordered to do so, there you go.
Semper fi,
Jim
Damn Lt. Am intriqued by your reference to Alternate Facts. At my age, 79, have heard a and had my fill of them. Am just now catching up on 12th Day and really enjoyed your reference. Makes me even more glad you made it home relatively in one piece. Keep on Lt.
Thanks Wes, for your kind words. Yes, I made it back but what a travail of tears that one was. I will continue on
in writing about how all that was when I am done with the three books of the combat.
Thanks for reading, caring and commenting here.
Semper fi,
Jim
Since I’m a non combat Signal vet it’s hard to figure some of the tactics used but your excuse for a CO didn’t do a very good job of covering killing you to save his sorry ass. And again there was a thump when the next line I read was “Submit a Comment”. You do such a good job of carrying me into very dangerous places. Will I get the hardware if I’m wounded? Thank you for then AND now.
So many times in combat people, officers and enlisted, do not make decisions
based upon rational foundations. Fear is not something to be admitted or shown
if it can be helped because the expression of fear is associated with prey and not predator…
and prey doesn’t do real well in open combat. But, as with most things in life, those things not
genetically encoded from birth are learned behavior…and combat is a teacher of the most frightening
brutal sort…if only you can live long enough to learn something…
Semper fi,
Jim
“I breathed in and out slowly. I didn’t like the effect open combat was having on my mind..I’d never felt more in control and out of control in my life. Those two things occuring together had to meet some definition of insanity”…..
Pure Gold…..Semper Fi
High praise from you Larry and I thank you most kindly.
That sequence came directly from the manuscript I wrote when I got
out of the hospital and I was unsure whether to put it in as it was
because it doesn’t seem to make sense. But what did?
Thanks for the compliment and the support.
Semper fi,
Jim
Jim, again you knocked it out of the park, I was never near the shit ya’ll were in we operated in and around the iron triangle, mostly around the Cambodia border, thank God for the cannon cockers and of course the mortarmen, hated mortars and rockets, but God Willing I made it back to NC,looking forward to future works and of course the completed book (s),be safe my BROther
Thank you Denny. Yes, that big stuff in the field was something.
I was asked why I don’t discuss the M-79 more. It was one of those beloved little
weapons that was all of that…little. The grenade it fired was so damned ineffective
in the jungle bracken. Nice sound when it was fired and then that little pop in the distance.
A single mortar round puts the M-79 totally to shame…
Semper fi,
Jim
Larry’s comment like many others is Pure Gold. Be great to include some in your book
Comments are a tough thing to consider. I get the distinct feeling that many vets on here are risking
a lot of themselves by putting stuff they have never put or said anywhere on here. How do you respect that?
What would be the complexity if getting permissions? Oh, yes, by putting stuff on here you are actually putting stuff
up that I can say I own and use however I want. It’s in the public domain. But can I really do that? Really?
No. I find it hard to describe how much the comments have and continue to mean to me as a person. I can’t do it.
Semper fi,
Jim
Mr.Strauss, you have your shit together, I call in 175mm the army had at chu Li I thought the world had come to end, good show Lt. Semper Fi
I was sure trying my ass off OB to be some kind of officer,
modifying everything and splicing together shit I would never
have considered trying to put together in my life.
I had to lead and then not lead, charge and run, perform
and then shut up. All at the same time or with only an instant to decide.
Or die.
Shit.
Thanks for the compliment.
Semper fi,
Jim
Might have known the Capt. would think about saving his own skin along with his aides. Don’t understand why he wanted to risk losing his AO though, since you saved his skin along with the rest of the company that survived? Was it survival, vindictiveness or the competition for command on his part? It was a good thing that the company had run out of claymores huh?
One can see a marked LZ, being heavily assaulted when the choppers come in, unless the VC are kept very busy with the other companies moving into position.
The whole thing in the bush was about saving one’s own skin while trying not to make it
at the expense of everyone else’s skin. Didn’t always work out so well. Thanks for the
analysis and paying that much attention. And reading and liking the work, of course.
Semper fi,
Jim
Seems that with the last few times you hit the NBA you and your artillery took out a couple nva
Companies. I would think 1st and 4th would want to protect you got there own good and there is probably a pissed off nva Commander out for your scalp.
We hit the enemy pretty hard time after time. Only back here was it reported that we did not
stand up to the well in the field. Even as screwed up as we were they were no match for us when
we acted like a Marine Rifle Company. A Marine company can be an assume force, as we proved many times
but don’t expect that it resembles a parade marching group of organized and squared away players..at all.
Semper fi,
Jim