At Tan Son Nhut, I drove a Deuce and a half truck almost every day.I
helped get ammo loaded on pallets and banded up.A lot of times I used a
forklift and I took ammo to the hard stand.I had to step into an office
and phone a certain phone number and let them know there is a load
waiting on the hard stand.I always had to say, WORKING, when I stepped
into that office.An Army guy by the name of Seargent Funk from
Mechanicsville,New York was always sitting at one of the desk inside of
that office.

I used to drive the truck every morning right after chow to the front
gate and pick up half a dozen Vietnamese guys who worked with us at the
ammo dump.There was a Vietnamese gal and I had to drop her off at an
office on our way to work.One of the Vietnamese guys said she is a
butterfly girl, she flys from man to man.
cuhulin