Then we meet Ben, a hospital corpsman in Da Nang assigned to a Seabees unit. Anyways one of the guys went nuts during his boot I guess, he was waiting on his discharge. Leftover from colonial times were active fancy restaurants complete with new bullet holes, barbed wire and shell craters. The show got much better. The cables were anchored on each end by a chain made with heavy, 40-pound links. I remember the chief warrant officer looking at me and he just couldn't say anything at the time; I think we would've both lost it.
Instead of the normal salute and cut -- that's what we call it -- we hold the salute and bring it back down slowly. I found out that he has published a novel called No-Accounts, and that he writes reviews for the on-line Washington Independent Review of Books. I think it was a week night. He and I trailed the column when we finally reached the trucks. Most of the stories communicate an atmosphere of social unease. He screamed and moaned the rest of the night.
The gunny put our mortar team in that machine-gun position. In The Things They Carried, O'Brien plays with the genre of ; he writes using. They called me a crazy n----- for going to the war. The brothers they was calling quote unquote troublemakers, they would send to the fields. Sure enough, they launched four bomb laden A-4's off the land cat. The book has a frequent sardonic edge.
I thought maybe I should avoid that and volunteer for one of these long-range recon patrols. I had just gotten my own room for the first time in over a year so I pushed the beds together, bought some satin sheets and a mink blanket to be comfy in. Our conscience was not to bother us once we engaged in that kind of killing. The last place we stopped before it all fell to shit was this cave, or tunnel, it was a little of both I guess. The recon unit was basically to search out the enemy and call in air strikes or a larger military force to engage the enemy.
Don't be the jerk in the movie theater hee-hawing because monkeys don't fly. And that is how my Jewish cousin participated in a Jew hunt. We waited, for what seemed like an hour, and then the voices came. In Homecoming Stories from the Vietnam War Lulu. His use of real place names and inclusion of himself as the protagonist blurs fiction and non-fiction. Shortly after he finishes, they come under fire.
The field looks different from his memory of it, but he leaves a pair of Kiowa's moccasins in the spot where he believes Kiowa sank. Images and experiences from war can leave their mark. On this particular day, he flew the lead plane among Phantoms providing cover for bombers on a mission over Hanoi. There is a lot of wit and some humor in these serious literary stories. Lightning was afraid that the bruise would soon disappear, so he headed out anyway. The gunny warned us to keep our heads above the dried-up paddy dikes surrounding our perimeter.
His book speaks to all who read it. Guys in my platoon on their second tours were talking about the reaction from folks back home. An old Iraqi division used to be stationed at this base and kept all of their demo in this old bunker. When I looked up after an explosion, I could see the next round coming down. The men discuss their relationships with churches, and for the most part, appreciate the interaction with other people and the peace of the building.
The police force had too much military connected to it. Well, I was getting more of a revolutionary, militant attitude. The machinations between Maggie, her boss, and the ambassador resonate with authenticity. Witcher blown to pieces, I am knocked down — Nunn and I have minor shrapnel wounds — Doc Aguirre reaches the scene — I reflect on the fact that if past is prologue, the future looks grim Early July, 1967 , by Jerry Prater Sgt. The men were mixing boiling tar with their bear hands and spreading it over the roof in 104 degree weather. Filter stories: Choose your theme: NoSleep is a place for authors to share their original horror stories. The first thing I saw was the severed leg of a Marine lying on the ramp, so I picked that up, and I handed it to Doc.