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I DO SOLEMNLY SWEAR (OR AFFIRM) THAT I WILL SUPPORT AND DEFEND THE CONSTITUTION OF THE UNITED STATES AGAINST ALL ENEMIES, FOREIGN AND DOMESTIC; THAT I WILL BEAR TRUE FAITH AND ALLEGIANCE TO THE SAME; AND THAT I WILL OBEY THE ORDERS OF THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES AND THE ORDERS OF THE OFFICERS APPOINTED OVER ME, ACCORDING TO REGULATIONS AND THE UNIFORM CODE OF MILITARY JUSTICE. SO HELP ME GOD.

On June 14th 1965 I joined & entered the US Army. Before the year was out I found myself a lot older then 17.


Training at Foot Wood Missouri, that's me with the mark above my head.



About half of these Men (Boys) didn't make it.
I'm in the third row down, 2nd on the right side



This is our Gang while in Korea near the DMZ, I'm on the top right, the good looking one, can't miss me. Ha Ha



Saying Goodbye to my Navy Dad


3 days in Hawaii, we thought we were the Beach Boys

In 1965/66 I was known as "THE KID", that nic name was given to me cause I was just 17 years old. I hated that nic-name at first!

What does the word Combat mean to you?
Look my War page over and just maybe you can understand what it means to me.

You don't know what life is about till you have come back from the dead or came close to death, after that you have an edge over everyone else.







My name is the Kid & I'm now proud of it!
Was involved in, Code Name -Igloo White-

Recognition The wide variety of Code-names and Call-signs associated with the overall Igloo White program confuses the clarity of the subject, as all good security programs should. The very nature of Classified operations themselves imparts information only on a 'need to know' basis regardless of the participants' clearance-level. Even the staff working inside the Task Force Alpha facility were limited on which rooms they could enter, and accessed information only necessary for their specific duties. For the sake of simplicity, off duty personnel did not enquire into the nature of their associates' work in too much detail, and did not customarily associate or talk with, other service personnel outside of the hemisphere of their immediate shift or work crew. Additionally, the fact that most personnel served for only one year in Southeast Asia limited knowledge to a very narrow few at a time. On the broader front, mission activities were assigned to many different specialty units of the armed services over a decade. Complicating an understanding of the overall program was the fact that one organization would replace or absorb another's mission when it changed, or as one technology would supercede the other.




And also Flying Tackle 2 with the Rok Army White Horse and Tiger Divisions.

Plus Counter Gorilla Warfare Training with the ROK Army.
Was also involved in two Mad-Minutes, if you know what that is then you've seen all Hell break loose like I did, can't hear very good because of them.

If you were involved also, I would like to here from you.






This is our Soldier of Fortune Magazine Picture, I'm the Team Leader with every1's Helemt on my head, every1 said the Head Ass had to be covered.


My Regiment Unit "Buccaneers" Patch


Unit Patches I served in.



Click Here for 21 Gun Salute



18 AND FIGHTING TO MAKE IT TO 19


The average age of a soldier in many units here is 18-and-a-half. And what a man he is! A pink-cheeked tousled-haired, tight-muscled fellow who under normal circumstances, would be considered by society as half man, half boy, not yet dry behind the ears, a path in the unemployment chart.
But, here and now, he is the beardless hope of free men.
He is for the most part unmarried and without material possessions except for possibly an old car at home and a transistor radio here.
He listens to rock and roll--and 105mm Howitzers.
He just got out of high school within the past year, received so-so grades, played a little football, and had a girl that broke up with him when he went overseas or swears she is still faithful although he is half the world away.
He has learned to like beer by now because it is cold and the thing to do. He smokes because he gets free cigarettes in his C rations package and it is also the thing to do. He is a private first class. A one-year military veteran with one more to go. His eyes are clear but his future is not.
He never cared to much for work, preferred waxing his own car to washing his father's, but he is now 10 or 20 pounds lighter than before because he is working or fighting from dawn to dark, often longer.
He still has trouble spelling, and writing letters home is a painful process. But he can break down a rifle in 30 seconds and put it back together in 29. He can describe the nomenclature of a fragmentation grenade, explain how a machine gun operates and of course, use either if the need arises.
He can also dig foxholes, apply professional first aid to a wounded companion, march until he is told to stop or until he his told to march.
He obeys now, without hesitation. But he is not broken.
He has seen more suffering then he should have in his short life. He has stood amoung hills of bodies and he has helped to construct those hills.
He has wept in private and in public, and he has not been ashamed either place, because his pals have fallen in battle and he has come close to joining them.
And he has become self-sufficient, he has two pairs of fatigues, washing one and wearing the other. He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but not his rifle. He keeps his socks dry and his canteen full. He cooks his own meals, fixes his own hurts and mends his own rips-material or mental.
He will share his water with you if you thirst, break his rations in half if you hunger, split his ammunition if you are fighting for your life.
He can do the work of two civilians, draw half the pay of one and find ironie humor in it all. He has learned to use his hands as a weapon and his weapon as hands. He can save a life, or most assuredly take one.
Eighteen-and-a-half years old.
What a man he is!

By Tom Tiede
Chinh Tams, Vietnam (NEA)




Front & Back of the 1156 Form we had to carry




Coming back from night patrol


Buddy reloading


Truck hit a land mine



This was a middle class home, it looked much better in color


The Ace of Spades has been employed, on numerous occasions, in the theatre of war. In the Second World War, the soldiers of the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment of the American 101st Airborne Division were marked with the spades symbol painted on the sides of their helmets. In this capacity, it was used to represent good luck, due to its fortunate connotations in card playing. All four card suits were used for ease of identification of regiments within the airborne division following the confusion of a large scale combat airborne operation. Battalions within the regiments were denoted with tic marks or dots, marked from top clockwise; Headquarters at the twelve o'clock position, 1st Battalion at the three o'clock, et cetera. Some twenty years later, the Ace of Spades was again used by American soldiers ó this time as a psychological weapon in the Vietnam War. US troops erroneously believed that Vietnamese ancient traditions held the symbolism of the spade to mean death and ill-fortune and in a bid to scare away NLF soldiers without firefight, it was common practice to leave an Ace of Spades on the bodies of killed Vietnamese and even to litter the forested grounds and fields with the card. This custom was erroneously believed to be so effective, that the Bicycle Playing Cards company was asked to supply crates of that single card in bulk. The crates were often marked with "Bicycle Secret Weapon". [1] The Ace of Spades, while not a symbol of superstitious fear to the VC, did help the morale of American soldiers. It was not unheard of for US soldiers and Marines to stick this card in their helmet band as a sort of anti-peace sign. More recently, in 2003 a deck of Most-wanted Iraqi playing cards issued to U.S. soldiers during Operation Iraqi Freedom; each card had the picture of a wanted Iraqi official on it. Saddam Hussein got the nickname "Ace of Spades" as his was the face which adorned that card.



Is it HOT or just BS?

This is not your World, itís the Jungle & now you must live here. Every step you take your body reminds you, you donít belong here. Itís so Hot you would think you could cook an egg on a rock, but that canít happen because the Humidity is 100%. It rains then stops, it rains then stops, etc. on & on day after day. Then when it doesnít rain you pray for it, hopping it would cool things off. You never knew you could sweat so much. The salt from your sweat mixes with the Gun Power & dirt on your face & hands till your eyes are sore & red as a beat. You no longer can wear underwear with the rash between you legs. By now your feet are pale white from water in the Rice Paddies & your fatigues & Boots are turning white from the mildew. Now that your ears are pouring out sweat it seems like they are putting a call out for every bug in the World to mess with your face. You learn to walk slow since itís now so hot you can hardly catch your breath. Going threw your mind is ďWho the Sam Hell decided to have a War hereĒ? What were they thinking, further more what was I thinking. Then you start thinking why did I bring this or that because of the load Iím carrying. Am I packing enough Ammo for a fire fight & how long will we be out this time. Do we have enough C Rads to last. You watch the lighting in the sky & think to yourself could it hit me or one of the other guys? Here comes the rain again, straight down but you hear it hit the leaves above you before it hits you. Itís time to take a break since you canít hear CHARLIE with the noise from the rain. The FNGís have told us about the WAR Protesters back in the states so you think to yourself who are these people & why are they so mad at us for going into Combat for our Country. Donít they know that what we doing is so they can say & think what & where they want. Do they think this is fun? Then the sound of bees zhipping though the leaves breaks all your thoughts in your mind. Itís no longer Hot, wet plus your aches & pains go away. All that was in your mind is gone, all that is left is fight for your life & your Buddies. All the BS is gone in Combat but the BS will be back when itís quite again.


NOT ONLY MEN FIGHT WARS, KIDS DO TOO!


And I thought I was young. The 1 in front of me was 9 & the next kid was 11. They aren't playing!






Well here we are lost again, but the trick is to make sure some1 knows how to read this map.



This was our Aid Station on wheels




Hey a hot Bud is better then no Bud


This is what we called incountry R & R




Picture taken from Huey Door with M-60 on the right




When it rains it really rains. Everything is wet, nothing is dry.


4 Wheel Drive Tractor


What, you never seen a 3 man shovel before?



Yes this is the Laundrymat



SOLDIERS WEAPONS


This is the AK-47 used by the Communist Soldier


This is the M-14, which we used until the AR-15 & M-16 were perfected





HISTORY / BACKGROUND:
Do you remember when the first one's came out with Furniture? "wood"
The first 17 ArmaLite AR15 rifles were originally built with a trigger charging handle similar to the one used on AR10s. Several were updated to the early triangle charging handle. Various types of "furniture' were tested including wood and fiberglass.

This is the AR-15 which came out before the M-16. the only difference was the M-16 would go full auto. The Matel Toy Company were the first ones to make this rifle, but as a toy.


Just up here patching bullet holes, before it rains again.

THIS WAS MY TIME MAGAZINE COVER PICTURE


Doing my good deed, right after a mortar attack







Dead Zippers

IT'S TIME TO GO HOME

Short is a term used not in height, but in how long you have left till you go back home. Thats all you think about the shorter you get. You can even smell the food you haven't eaten in 13 months, which makes you think you are going to try & eat everything you have missed out on, and you know someone back home you are counting on that can cook all you are thinking about.
Then the day arives, the day you have been waiting for, the day you get to go home & you just know something will go wrong, what, you don't know.
You end up at the air field & while you are changing your MPC in for Greenbacks you can see the plane that will be taking you from this Hellhole. You keep looking for some of your friends that came over with you 13 months ago, some are here & some are not.
We all board the plane and for most of us, we see for the first time round eyes (American Women) it's like seeing a movie star.
The plane taxies ever so slowly down the runway then it stops. Everyone is quite, you can hear your heart beating, now the plane starts to move, faster & faster. By now everyone is holding their breath, and it starts to nose up. Then the sound you all have been waiting for, the bump bump of the landing gear leaving the ground & total chaios brakes out.
Now we know we are really going Home.
THE KID



Military Common Sense Rules
A lot of life's problems can be explained by the U.S. Military and its applications of common sense ...
Sometimes I think war is God's way of teaching us geography.
When the pin is pulled, Mr. Grenade is not our friend.
Cluster bombing from B-52s is very, very accurate. The bombs always hit the ground.
If the enemy is in range, so are you.
It is generally inadvisable to eject directly over the area you just bombed.
Whoever said the pen is mightier than the sword obviously never encountered automatic weapons.
Tracers work both ways.
Five second fuses only last three seconds.
Don't ever be the first, don't ever be the last, and don't ever volunteer to do anything.
Bravery is being the only one who knows you're afraid.
No combat ready unit has ever passed inspection.
Any ship can be a minesweeper... once.
Never tell the Platoon Sergeant you have nothing to do.
Don't draw fire; it irritates the people around you. (Your Buddies)
Mines are equal opportunity weapons.
If you find yourself in a fair fight, you didn't plan your mission properly.


Thanks to Babe
Received on 3/27/99


Thanks to Bammos Bunker
Received on 3/01/2002

Biker 101
If you think you are a Biker, read this first.



7th Infantry Div Web Site


Fort Leonard Wood Web Site









Special Forces

United States Army Special Forces shoulder sleeve insignia



Active June 19, 1952 Ė present Country United States of America Branch United States Army Type Special Operations Forces Role Primary tasks: Unconventional Warfare Foreign Internal Defense Special Reconnaissance Direct Action Counter-terrorism Other roles:

Counterproliferation Information operations Humanitarian missions

Size ~5,000 Part of United States Army Special Operations Command (USASOC) United States Special Operations Command (USSOCOM) Nickname Green Berets, Quiet Professionals[1], Soldier-Diplomats

Motto De Oppresso Liber (US Army's translation: "To Liberate the Oppressed")

Engagements Vietnam War Operation Urgent Fury Operation Just Cause Operation Desert Storm Operation Enduring Freedom Operation Iraqi Freedom


Click on Banner to view "The Nike Missile System"












I Salute the Men & Women from Desert Storm & the Gulf War


ORIGIN OF THE HAND SALUTE
No one knows the precise origin of todayís hand salute. From earliest times and in many distant armies throughout history, the right hand (or "weapon hand") has been raised as a greeting of friendship. The idea may have been to show that you weren't ready to use a rock or other weapon. Courtesy required that the inferior make the gesture first. Certainly there is some connection between this old gesture and our present salute. One romantic legend has it that todayís military salute descended from the medieval knight's gesture of raising his visor to reveal his identity as a courtesy on the approach of a superior. Another even more fantastic version is that it symbolizes a knight's shielding his eyes from the dazzling beauty of some high-born lady sitting in the bleachers of the tournament. The military salute has in fact had many different forms over the centuries. At one time it was rendered with both hands! In old prints one may see left-handed salutes. In some instances the salute was rendered by lowering the saber with one hand and touching the cap visor with the other. The following explanation of the origin of the hand salute is perhaps closest to the truth: It was a long-established military custom for juniors to remove their headgear in the presence of superiors. In the British Army as late as the American Revolution a soldier saluted bv removing his hat. But with the advent of more cumbersome headgear in the 18th and 19th centuries, the act of removing oneís hat was gradually converted into the simpler gesture of grasping the visor, and issuing a courteous salutation. From there it finally became conventionalized into something resembling our modern hand salute. As early as 1745 (more than two-and-a-half centuries ago) a British order book states that: "The men are ordered not to pull off their hats when they pass an officer, or to speak to them, but only to clap up their hands to their hats and bow as they pass." Whatever the actual origin of todayís hand salute, clearly in the tradition of the US Army it has always been used to indicate a sign of RESPECT Ė further recognition that in the profession of arms military courtesy is both a right and a responsibility of every soldier.

Compiled by the U.S. Army Quartermaster Corps Historian Fort Lee, Virginia

If you don't understand the word Combat after viewing this page then you never will. Don't condemn me for looking our enemy in the face and fighting for my life. Living in Combat day after day is not the same thing you see in the movies or read about. Stories in a Bar of Combat are just that "Stories". If you need to know what comes of Combat look into PTSD info.

PTSD INFO

PTSD GAF Table

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