Letters tell of Vietnam War experience 50 years ago
June 10, 1968
Dear Mom and Dad,
I bet the water is up again as I havenít gotten any mail for two days. This must be a very unusually wet spring. Things have been pretty quiet around here lately, and tonight I find myself in the same temple we stayed two nights ago. We left the temple and flew into a very muddy paddy, and after sweeping the area, we flew back to a different temple outside of Bien Chanh.
This morning, I went back with the supplies for maintenance of equipment, then we went downtown for several hours. We sat in a restaurant for several hours where they were frying fresh pork, so I just couldnít turn that down. Their hogs are very fat on the outside so there was a large layer of fat to throw away.
It hasnít rained now for two days, but this evening it did rain about 30 minutes but is clear now again. Again tonight we are in another temple on Highway 4 outside of Saigon about 20 miles. Tonight we had steak, potatoes, carrots, cucumbers, tomatoes, white and chocolate milk, beer and lunch meat. After a meal like that, I canít hardly stand to eat cold c-rations for breakfast.
Did any of the early frost hurt your garden mom, or any of the field crops?
Iím sorry Dad but I donít have a card for you, so all I can do is to wish you a very happy Fatherís Day. This letter should get to you about Fatherís Day, so my thoughts and wishes are with you. All out of paper and it is very dark. Good-bye for now. My best to all.