Ketsana making its way west towards Vietnam...

hopefully will barrel thru prior to my arrival.

 

Reminder of Oct 1 , 1970 providing road security on a wet, stormy , cold day waiting for the Seabees to drive by while dispensing hot chili...as they had the previous few days...same time. Only this time "Charlie" knew when to strike....they had us...but they overcompensated their morter strikes... overshooting us by 30 yards...

 

My first time under fire—someone trying to kill me—others—with a lucky direct hit—but lucky for us. 

 

My entries about the past will be minimal I am deciding. I will let this one slide. Memories, like this tropical storm—hit fast—may linger—but not on this blog.