I was in a Marine Corps CAC unit
just south of Phu Bai and wandered into the MARS station and asked if they
needed any additional bodies. They did. I applied and was approved for
transfer. Once we were building a bunker
outside our station for protection and had the big hole dug but the
sandbags had not as of yet been placed on top of it. One night we received
a huge amount of incoming mortar rounds and I was kicked in the but and
was told "incoming" and quickly joined the rest of our
group in the big
hole outside...which was really no protection at all. If a round had
dropped in there with us we would've all been goners. The funny part of
this story has to do with these guys teasing me on Sunday mornings, our
only morning that we could sleep in, as I would get up and make the weekly
church service. Some of the guys were proclaimed atheists. So when I
jumped in that hole with all of them and they were all on their knees
praying out loud I was completely stunned! You could've knocked me over
with a feather! It just goes to prove the old saw about "there ain't no
atheists in a fox hole"! AMEN!
I was quite amused by their
sudden change of behavior. Then there was the listening to fellows calling
home to talk to loved ones and hearing "Dear Johns" from their wives and
girlfriends. That was really difficult to do.
James Alton
Carter N0EFJ 8/1/67 -
11/15/67
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