We flew out of Pope AF Base heading to California to meet up with
the USS Gordon and take a slow boat to VN. From the beginning I
knew it was going to be fun because I was on the aircraft that lost
an engine and had to land at Albuquerque New Mexico. Ask Gil Goltz,
I just read his story and I guess we were on the same plane and
didn't know each other.
Once we landed at Qui Nhon I stayed behind to guard the equipment
and material coming off the ship for the Battalion. As it was being
off loaded we would run it up to Artillery Hill in Pleiku. After
a while we set up our equipment and
started running weather flights four times a day, seven days a week,
non-stop. I'm sure we all know shat it was like. It seemed that
every other day we were setting up at another firing position and
then moving to another just as we settled in. It was insame and
it never stopped. I guess this leads into my little story about
Princess who was the Chiefs daughter at the Montagnard village up
the road from us.
Jack Tarter and I were in charge of the section and ran all the
flights together. In addition to this, we also had the wonderful
job of picking up the workers at the village, Princess included,
and would deliver them back in the evening. It was an exchange program
we were told and had to support the local villagers.
I will never forget the day we were told the Chief wanted his daughter
back at the village because it seemed he was having some NVA guest
and he wanted her there with him. So, who but Jack and I got the
assignment to deliver her ASAP and, by the way, it is a friendly
meeting and we are not allowed to take our fire arms. Well, Jack
and I being the only idiots in the world that would do this, we
did exactly that. I can tell you that as we drove up to the village,
there standing guard at the gate was our NVA counterparts. I was
never so damned scared in all my life as I was that day.
We looked each other in the eye and never gave it a second thought.
We dropped off the Princess and never went back. How strange a story
is that. I guess Jack, myself and God only know.
