Vietnam was called (The Jewel of the Orient )that's all I knew
about that small little country in Southeast Asia. This is the
story about a guy who grew up in the streets of Philadelphia who
enlisted into the Marine corps and ended up in the rice patties
outside Danang. I will try to explain what I saw and how I felt
from the day I landed until the day I departed Thirteen months
later. I will do my best to make plain and clear what it felt like
to be placed into an infantry unit where I had to adapt to my new
surroundings. I'll tell you my feelings, being accepted into a
squad of experienced grunts. Guys that I would spend every day and
night with, Guys who cared for each other and watched each others
back, we were brothers and we knew it. All we had was each other
and every time we went out on patrol, we knew that it was up to us
to survive together. I participated in over 250 patrols and
ambushes and 5 Operations and I can honestly tell you that I served
my tour of duty with the greatest group of guys anyone could ever
serve with. We were members of the 2'nd Battalion 1'st Marine
Division (The Professionals) the North Vietnamese Army referred to
us as The Ghost Battalion.
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