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Vietnam 1968-1969 Or Was It Yesterday?
Vietnam Blues
Some of this was written years ago. Some of it was written more than eight years ago, actually. So much has changed, like my address. I no longer own a bike shop or an inn or a home. My address has changed. Some of my intimate friends have changed and my family has changed.
I guess this is a "work in progress". I forget things and add them. I've just added tattoos. I assumed I'd never get a tattoo. Since I turned 60 I've gotten three so far and want another. Some people think I'm just into tattoos for the pain. This will always be an "incomplete story".
All the pictures are mine as well as the words.
Micky Dee At Camp Pendleton, California
My name is Micky Dee I was in the Marine Corps. I entered the Marine Corps Dec. 28th, 1967. This was after my high school graduation. I was the youngest in my class. I turned 18 August the 20th, 1967.
My MOS, which means job, was 0351. I was basically a grunt, which is what all Marines are required to be actually. My MOS was anti-tank assault man. My "job" covered demolitions, the LAAW (light antitank assault weapon, a descendant of the bazooka), the flame thrower, and the 106 recoilless rifle.
I was jetted to Da Nang. We then took a C-130 to Dong Ha. This was referred to as I Corps. This was the DMZ. This was the furthest point north in South Vietnam. I was with the Headquarters and Supply, 3rd Battalion, 3rd Regiment, 3rd Marine Division.
I spent time at CampCarroll, atop Dong Ha Mountain, below Dong Ha Mountain at the "Washout", C-2, Con Tien, The Rock Pile, LZ Stud (or Vandergrift), above Khe Sahn on what was dubbed Mt.McClintock, Mutters Ridge, and other places I can only guess.
I got dysentery at CampCarroll.
I contracted 2 types of Malaria at C-2 and carried it with me to Con Thien.
I was on mine sweeps carrying an M-60 machine gun.
I sat on perimeters with a 106 recoilless rifle. I was named gunner on the 106 after I used Kentucky windage to hit my targets.
Kentucky windage is simply: when you're aiming dead center and you're continuously hitting a tight cluster above and to the right of the bull's-eye, you aim low and to the left.
I went on ambushes and listening posts. This was with a handful of other Marines.
I did reconnaissance.
I walked point in Laos for the entire battalion.
I stood watch everywhere.
I always felt as though we were pawns, to draw fire from the North Vietnamese.
Cam Lo Bridge
2001 Speech to Sue Ledford's English Class
It had taken most of a day to put my thoughts together about my "visit" to the Mitchell High School English Class. The morning started off as usual with a visit to the P&R convenience store where I had my newspaper crossword puzzles every day. But today I had pictures of "Nam" that I would show the guys that I visit with each day. The last person that was shown the pictures said "I didn't know. I want to thank you for going." This was the 5th person in 33 years to tell me that spontaneously, without a prompt of any kind. When each of the previous people told me "Thank you." I wept. Not today though. It's time to get focused. I'll possibly be speaking in a few minutes as the high school is right behind P&R.
I was in retail for many years. I have given classes or seminars to groups of people without any trouble. Although I assumed that there would be parts of my speech that would be difficult. I had prepared several pages of "stuff" to read and to remind me of the thoughts, feelings, and happenings 33 years ago. It never occurred to me that I would be unable to speak from the beginning and that I would have as much trouble as I did.
My eyes were faucets throughout the entire visit. Tears flowed while walking away from the teacher, Sue Ledford. I actually thought about bringing a bandana in case of other "leaks" but felt pretty well this day as for colds or flu. Sue Ledford's class was wonderful. I believe all thanked me for coming, many coming to me, thanking me, and shaking my hand.
Although I was truthful I would have answered a few things a little differently if I had time to think. I don't speak that well, but can say what I am closer to meaning, with writing.
Sue Ledford hugged me, thanked me, and her words and actions were very sincere. She gave me Kleenex tissues. I held it together pretty well walking down the halls and out to my vehicle. From then on I was a mess. Looking in the rear view mirror I saw that I had the tiny white pieces of tissue in my mustache and beard. What a geek.
Corporel Cortez
After Class
I went for my 6 mile run to hopefully vacate my mind. I knew I'd have to. I was slow and my legs were tight and a little sore. I had run 6 miles 2 days before and again 2 days before then. I usually didn't run 6 miles every other day. I will run today. I had to do something but I didn't know what.
Almost home, I stopped on the ridge above the house, and sat on a bale
of hay. I looked out at the mountains- the Pizzle, the Narrows,
Spring Creek, Cane Creek and nothing came to me. There was just a huge void of reason. I
don't know what I was thinking about other than I was amazed at my lack of
control in what seemed like a non-threatening environment. Maybe I'm
over-analyzing and I'm not qualified to analyze. Long afterward, I was more
depressed than usual.Go figure.
I was hit a bit hard by a few other incidents. In each case I was honestly trying to do the right thing and have no doubts. I wanted a project that I would not profit from come to its fullest fruition. I had no other agenda. How's that for saying so much and nothing at all? My mind was taxed all week with different things. But I think I was unattached from my decisions, was fair in those decisions, and acted accordingly.
So I stood my ground and took the incoming assaults once more.
But there I was once again, no pat on the back, or "way to go Michael" or "I'm proud that you stood up and were counted Michael". In fact there was almost total resentment.
The NC motto is "To be rather than to seem" but I had surely run into "To seem is everything".
Micky Dee And The 106 Recoiless Rifle
What does this Vietnam Vet say to students today?
What is "the beginning"? And why were we there?
Quite simply- we were lied to. You'll have to look up the Gulf of Tonkin affair. The US was engaged in covert operations against North Vietnam as it had been against South American, Central American, and Caribbean countries as it had been for a hundred years or so. It's all too sordidly long to write here. Suffice to say- Robert McNamara, President Lyndon Johnson, and Henry Kissinger were liars and murderers.
The beginning could be the glamorizing of wars such as the way the characters are portrayed in movies. Things are rarely as they seem. Growing up I was completely sold on every sport that I could get into. Do well, receive applause. I loved the sense of accomplishment and because I thought of athletes as heroes I thought I could be thought of as a hero. I wanted to be a hero. Athletes are not heroes. I graduated high school. I believed that it was impossible for me to go to any institution for higher learning. What's next? There's a war. We're keeping the communists from taking over the world. If Vietnam becomes totally communist, then next is Laos, Cambodia, Thailand- the "domino theory". I'll be a hero.
Decades later I would come to believe that it was a war for the rich. It was a war for resources. It's hard to sell the idea to our friends or relatives that members of our government (the government of Washington, Jefferson, Franklin, etc.) could be as devious and heinous as whatever wild story you hear whenever you might hear it.
Did Lee Harvey Oswald kill President Kennedy or was it the CIA, the mob, the Cubans, LBJ, or all of the above?
Was Vietnam about "freedom" or was it about tungsten ore that's used in manufacturing steel that's buried in a 30 mile long, 100 feet wide berm that surrounds Fort Rucker in Alabama?
Was Vietnam about freedom, the free market system, capitalistic democracy? Or was it about keeping the rich, rich?
As often as you can - question.When time is allowed, if the person being questioned is truthful, thoughtful, and sincere, you will get your answer. The time to find out if you're fighting an unjust fight is not when you're thousands of miles away from home in the midst of exploding enemy rockets, land mines, snipers, and hand-to-hand combat. At that time you're concerned with the survival of your own "team-mates" and yourself.
How has it affected me?
The USA has had great success in war. Vietnam is supposedly the blemish on the perfect record. Vietnam has been known as the war that America lost. Our soldiers were considered the "losers". More North Vietnamese were killed in one day than the USA lost the entire war. We, our team, the USA, killed over 3 million Vietnamese. The Vietnamese killed 50,000 of our boys. I say boys because that's what most were. Most were not eligible to vote. We certainly kept Vietnam a third world country. We may have taken their most valuable resources.
Who is the rightful loser? We all are. I was unwittingly involved in the destruction of a country and the deaths of millions of people. What our country did was no different than other acts of genocide that have been perpetrated around the world, such as with the American Indian. Until about 1500 AD, this entire hemisphere was isolated from Europe and Asia. For thousands of years The North-Americans and South Americans were here. But the "new white European Americans" (that have only been here for a few hundred years) feel that their lives and livelihoods are threatened by the original inhabitants. Our Mexican friends have been in this hemisphere tens of thousands of years before white people decided they were aliens.
Vietnam was a thankless war. It was more than 20 years after coming home from Vietnam that I was thanked for being there. In all there have been only 5 people to sincerely and spontaneously thank me for what I did. Uncontrollably I cried all 5 times. Upon returning home I was not greeted as a hero. When I called girls for dates I was often told by parents to not call again. I began to think that there was something wrong with me. I was not as morally fit as others. I'm not sure of when it started but I was actually mentally and spiritually ill. People were going to the movies, the beach, or whatever, and the war was to be forgotten.
For as long as I can remember I've kept busy to keep my mind busy. It continuously returns to some un-pleasantry about Nam or life since. I usually work or play until I'm exhausted. Every morning or when I have any spare time, at all, I do cross-word puzzles.
Micky Dee At The Washout
I have taken it personally if I or anyone else was treated with disrespect. If I'm treated badly, someone else is being treated badly. I despise bullies. How could anyone be treated disrespectfully, especially when the history of an individual is unknown?
In Vietnam I slept on a rock in the middle of a mountain stream with a black friend named Rodney Watson from Baltimore. Rodney and I went back to help stragglers who had been injured. In one small group of stragglers that we came upon, there was a misfire that almost killed Rodney or me. We went as far back as we could go. The rock in the stream was as safe as anywhere. It was cold and we slept next to each other to retain heat. We trusted each other. Back in the forward rear of Camp Carroll, Rodney had coached us to sing the background vocal as he sang the lead for the "Duke of Earl". There was no way that I would renege on our pact of brotherhood. Rodney left Nam before I did. Rodney went nuts, in layman's terms. If Rodney was not "off", he was the greatest actor that ever lived. I could depend on Rodney and Rodney knew he could depend on me.
I spent my entire tour with all races; I took offense and still do when I hear racial slurs. Racial slurs are from bullies and fools and quite often there's no cure for the person making the slur. For all the reasons one could come up with to hate, racial hatred is absolutely the most idiotic. Hatred kills. If you hate long enough you make yourself sick. If you cannot feel the plight of another's anguish, regardless of their origin, you cannot properly love your own family.
To give in to emotional rage is debilitating. There were too many times when the screaming rockets, mines, or other means brought death and maiming, I would have joyfully thrown my life into the whirlpool just to take some of the enemy out, being little different than a rabid animal.
Back In The USA
Our adversaries were not miscellaneous targets. They were people with families. You can bet that they too, after days of war, were ready to go home and see their moms and dads, watch TV, hear some music, eat a home cooked meal, and sleep in a warm, soft bed. I wanted a cold Coca-Cola and some ice cream as well. Believe it or not, our enemies are humans. They laugh and love just like we do.
When I returned to the states, I couldn't believe that anyone could be treated as I was. I remembered that in Vietnam I didn't let my fellow marines down. When put in dangerous situations, when there was time to think about the situations, I would say to myself, "What if "so and so" were here, what would I do? How would I conduct myself if they were here?" Our platoon was tight. When one of us was sent on an ambush or listening post, it was easy for some of us to step up and go as well. This was family. It made no difference what vile reason was made up for us to be here. We had to get ourselves back home. If one of us didn't make it, we failed.
Back in the states, I came to believe that there was indeed a parallel universe that I was not permitted into. Nobody else was suffering as I was, and for what reason? There must be some code to break and then things will be different. I never did break the code so I guess this is all real.
I wasn't spit on by war protesters. I was "spit on" by conservative hawks who saw something about me that I wasn't.
I couldn't get a decent job even though on my application I wrote that my ambition was to serve God.
I went to college on the GI bill and had behind me 5 quarters of drafting needing only one more quarter for a degree. I quit. I couldn't identify with the people in the class. They were too cold, mechanical. They were jerks.
I wore long hair and a beard because it was the truth. I despised lies. I wanted and had to believe that the world was more screwed up than I was. I became a vegetarian. I was considered a rebel, a nuisance, and an eyesore. I wasn't treated as a Veteran of war with respect. But then again, everybody deserves respect.
Unable to get a job, I was thought to be lazy even though I'd work in gardens for old folks for free. I was thought to be the town's drug pusher. I never was. I couldn't get a job. I should have left, even though homelessness may have been next. I became more confused. I wanted God to have His will. Nobody was more honest than I. I became Job, except that Job had a brain.
I was talked into turning myself into the Linwood Veterans Hospital in Augusta, Georgia. This next sentence took a while to contrive because I wanted to put it cleverly, to mask the pain not from you but from me. My clothes were taken away. I was deloused. I was given pajamas for a wardrobe. I was locked up on Ward 15 East. I was diagnosed to have schizophrenia. It wasn't true. I was medicated with Thorazine.
Day after day was spent with people who thought the showers were also the toilets. We had a TV and zombies. We got up. We were medicated and we walked around until we got tired. Then we walked some more. If I protested too much about my extended stay, I would be calmed with a "buffalo shot". That would be enough so that the guards would just walk away because you would soon be on a floor and unconscious.
A day or two on 15 East was horrendous. I was there for eternity. Some people are still on 15 East. Some have died there. I could have been one of those.
They used us for slave labor. We pasted stickers on Proctor and Gamble packages of Tide and Cheer. We were paid a few cents an hour, enough for some candy I suppose.
I managed to get two buffalo shots and spent a lifetime there before I came up with a plan that wasn't honest. I simply held the pills under my tongue. I could do it so well that even when I was told to lift my tongue I could hide them. I then admitted to being really screwed up, but I was getting better. It was my mantra. I was messed up, but I'm getting better.
My biggest problem was that I was always wanting to go home to that hot meal and warm bed. I wanted a cold Coca Cola and ice cream.
Micky Dee At The Rockpile
The Turning Point
The turning point came when I was arrested for having grains of marijuana in my Prince Albert tobacco. Take my word for it. I have never mixed marijuana with tobacco. When I was in Nam I smoked pot. It was accepted. I was introduced to pot through being in the Marine Corp and a war zone. The beer was always hot. The drunks of our outfit were violent and prone to fight our own brothers. Never trust a drunk. They fall asleep or pass out on watch.
Parents the world over can lie about pot versus alcohol all they want. Not me. If there were no more alcohol today, and people smoked pot instead, there could never be the deaths attributed to pot as there has been to alcohol- not if everyone smoked till the end of time.
I didn't introduce marijuana to the Marine
Corps or Vietnam.
I was introduced to it. When I was arrested falsely for cannabis I had not even taken an aspirin for 6 months.
I was framed by the State Law Enforcement Division and the town police where I lived. I was sentenced to six months on the "chain gang". I did not take any drug of any kind. This was my salvation. How can being in jail be my salvation? At this time I was seeking a spiritual life and had been for quite a while. Not just the "going to Sunday school" type of religion. I knew then without a doubt that my problems weren't coming totally from within. The father of all lies is Satan. It took me years to even visit that town in the light of day.
Through my spiritual search I've worked at many positions. I worked at construction where I was the only man that would swim into the dark river waters to tie the chain from a "drag line" on fallen trees to be drug out of the river. Let's call the owner Ralph Morrell. He and I were a great team. He could swing that huge bucket within a foot or less of me. I'd chain a tree or log up and he would pull it out. Others complained about not being paid enough. I never counted the little money I got. There were a couple days that I just paddled Mr. Morrell around on a lake as he pretended to fish. He never caught anything.
Since Vietnam I virtually never have a bad meal. Meals and sleeping conditions as well as other conditions are compared to my experiences in Nam and of course 15 East. I can't see how I could ever show fear in any situation unless it would give me some advantage. Not that I was worried about losing my life but in every place I would go I would take inventory of "weapons of convenience" even though I believed in non violence more than anyone I knew. I kept this mindset, not for me but those around me.
As a result of my travels,leaders, and other suspects I've met, I can never fully trust anyone. I can believe in most conspiracies. You'd better believe in them as well.
I really know what violence eventually yields. It's heartache for everybody. The biggest majority of people who have talked up war never participate. Never have. Never will. They will not allow their children to go to war. They know something we don't.
Except for matters of the heart I could never be afraid of anything. Is that good or bad? We don't know. I feel that I should have died instead of my enemy. I feel that I should have died instead of someone. I feel that I've outlived my welcome.
I'd like to be able to say that no matter what happens to you, you can mentally and spiritually maintain but it may not be true. As for myself, I have been completely broken time and time again. Amazingly to myself, I have survived and have made tremendous progress. Because I am here at all makes me aware that I am the biggest success story I know of, personally.
Micky Dee and Company at Camp Carroll
The closest person in a vet's life will not understand.
We've all seen terrible things. We all have seen movies and TV where people are in terrible situations. We see people killed graphically. We can see it up close. We can rerun it as often as we'd like. We can become calloused to it if we prefer. It's totally different when you live it. I don't watch war movies.
Part of my salvation has been the bicycle. I've ridden hundreds of thousands of miles. I've ridden the 34 year old Assault on Mount Mitchell 29 times which is more than anyone else. I may have ridden up to Mt.Mitchell more than anyone else period.
I've ridden the 750 mile Paris-Brest-Paris in France, the 750 mile Boston-Montreal-Boston, and the 570 mile Bike Across Missouri. I've raced countless races, off-road & on road. I have ridden the roads of kings with kings of the road.
When I ride my bicycle, I am not what people usually see me to be. I do not live down to their expectations. The faster and further I ride, the better I feel about me.
Most people don't treat themselves to this therapy. Cycling is one of the lifetime sports. When you leave school, many of you won't play ball again.
The suicide rate is high among vets. After hearing that my friend Stanley committed suicide, my first reflex was that it seemed completely feasible, unsurprising. He was a vet in a small town with PTSD. He couldn't keep a job although he was very intelligent. Stanley was homeless when he died.
Too many vets are in the streets. Too many people are in the streets, period. There is no excuse for it although you will hear a lot of the excuses. When you see a homeless person, don't think less of the person. Have compassion. He or she may be a Vet. It doesn't matter. Everybody has a story- the older the person, the longer the story. Some of their stories could be in books. They just don't have a publisher.
Don't get so caught up in the machinery of every day life that you can't frivolously throw a buck or two to at the less fortunate. Leave a buck on the dresser in the motel room when you leave, for the maid.
When you have a rest stop on the interstate, occasionally slip an attendant a buck or two. When you see some rough looking vagabond standing beside the road, wad up a buck or two and toss it to him. What does it hurt? Do you tip 15% or 20% after a meal? Would it prevent you from adding to your CD collection or seeing another bad movie?
Would you like for this person to get a real job? Besides, you already gave at the office and the church. These people aren't going by your office or the church. I'm just saying if it doesn't hurt you, throw a buck at somebody such as the old man that cleans the bathroom at Wal-Mart. By the way, how many of you are peeing on the toilet seats?
It seems that the more a person has plus the easier life led, makes for a real infatuation with having everybody else work harder. There isn't room for everybody at the top. Somebody has to dig the ditch, cut the timber, wash the dishes, and sweep the floor. These are more worthwhile jobs than many of you will be paid more money for.
We're all leaving people behind. We go to college or we go to war. Be careful how you leave someone behind.
Qua Viet
Don't let anyone make you think you can't achieve a better education. You will always be learning. When you quit learning and doing then you're dead. Never think that because you lack an education that you're inferior or that because you do have an education that your lot is better. Most education seems to amount to a lot of unproductive paper shuffling. It does enable you to get more money however.
Question everything. Wars are always started by the rich and fought by the poor. Who decides who will be president? One percent of Americans own 90 percent of America. Think about it. Wonder about what makes everything tick. Know that the world's history is being rewritten to make it more palatable for the masses and wonder about who is rewriting and who is dictating the new script. Always feel regret when someone or something dies.
I want to believe in something other than myself. My God is a creator not a destroyer. There were no carnivores in the "Garden of Eden". Man was not given permission to eat meat until after the flood. By this biblical evidence and the teachings of Jesus as well as other examples of great spiritual leaders of different paths such as Gandhi, check him out, it is very obvious that we should walk very softly in all matters. If God truly did make everything then everybody on this planet is related. None of us is really well or free if one of us is suffering or in prison. Know that you will remember the bad things that you do and they will haunt you someday. Fill your life with memories of good deeds and kindnesses that you've expressed to others. Try to have fewer regrets of things that you didn't do.
Know that although this life is more physical than we'd like sometimes, it will always be more spiritual than we can ever perceive it to be.
I am not an advocate of one religion. Whatever religion you become attached to or imprisoned by you can pray the prayer that Jesus recommended. Dissect it. Especially:
"Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in heaven."
Think about it.
Fill your life with creating.
How does God or the Earth need us if we only destroy or corrupt?
I'm not concerned with how large your recruiters are or how dangerous they may be to me. It should be against the law for recruiters to go onto a campus. They are no more than painted up prostitutes luring people to their deaths. It's a job and one that needs down-sizing.
War is unacceptable.
Now it's November 2009. It's not 2005 or 2001when a lot of this was written. I've now ridden the Assault on Mt. Mitchell 29 times. Four more or eight more years have flown by.
I give an interview to two students on Sunday. I have incredible anxiety about it. My girl-friend and I just broke up today. Did my thoughts about Friday or PTSD come into play and have much to do with it? I don't know. Many Vets are homeless. Many Vets are divorced. Many just live alone. I just know I don't feel "good for human consumption" right now.
I have a low tolerance for ribbons on the backs of new SUVs. I have low tolerance for government jackasses.
I don't have a lot of tolerance for the Vietnam Vet look-a-like that I saw in downtown "Hootersville" a while back. He was wearing a Vietnam bush hat. I assumed he was a Veteran. I went up to him and asked about his hat. He snubbed me. I told him I was a Vet, that I used to wear that bush hat. As he sipped his wine, he said he bought it at an Army Surplus Store. He then turned his back to me and I suppose I was dismissed. Or was I diss-missed?
This college graduate asshole American and those like him can play "pin the tail on the ass". Perhaps it should be "pin the patriotic bumper sticker on the ass".
One Family-A Century of Vets
For almost a hundred years my folks have been defending this country. I have a picture of my great uncle in his uniform circa 1916.
Now my grand nephew is at Camp LeJeune with the United States Marine Corps. He's finishing with his training there.
So here I am. I trust no one. I believe in no one. I'm beyond jaded. I put on a "game face". I take my true identity and bury it in a hole under some leaves, mulch, and then I put a rock on top of it.
But that's no good. I haven't cut my hair since 1970. I can't. Just like Johnny Cash wearing black- I just have to. I should have died instead of the two brothers who were both down to a few days in Vietnam. I should have died instead of the guys in the truck that did flips after it hit a mine in the road. It should have been me instead of the children who followed us too closely.
So I've been arrested for something I didn't do. Even today I receive looks that aren't so flattering. Still I have to be the truth.
So now I have a tattoo of a map of Vietnam and the campaign ribbon on my left calf so that the officers of our government will know for sure who they are screwing with the next time they screw with me. The tattoo of Vietnam is for the people who judge the book by the cover and it tells them to think while they're thinking.
But sure enough, it's evoked displeasure from a lady perhaps from Vietnam. She may think it's for boasting. She says angrily, "That was a long time ago".
No. It was this morning and last night.
I've stirred demons in this person and it wasn't my intent.
So now I contemplate more tattoos. Perhaps a Vietnamese woman holding her baby for an image of love would give this tattoo some humanity that would not draw ire. Perhaps a laughing Vietnamese man, a child, or a Vietnamese cyclist would do. And then again, why am I judged by how I look?
I've always kept my sense of duty- semper fi, always faithful. I joined the local fire department and found out just how bad my PTSD really was. Upon going to a bicycle accident, and seeing the victim with broken limbs, including an arm that was broken like a bent elbow, I knew that I could not process anymore data such as this. I've since quit. I can try but some things may be off limits now.
I don't see enough me. But then my life is so cut up and strewn around that it hardly seems worthwhile to have lived it.
I want to see my daughter. I want us to be as we were decades ago.
I don't make the money. I don't have the family. I shouldn't/can't be a "father figure".
I have all this crap that surrounds me. Pictures, posters, memories of a life that used to be.
There doesn't seem to be room for me anywhere.
I'm out-growing Earth.
I want economic freedom and don't know how to attain it.
I want to live life to the fullest and don't know how.
Two of my most favorite memories are stopping at Margaritaville and riding my bike home with the girl of my dreams..
A regular dose of this seems to be what I need.
But, is it suicide by margaritas?
So, mentally, spiritually, figuratively, "I'm back up at the "Rock" overlooking the Pizzle, Spring Creek, Cane Creek, the Narrows, and nothing is coming to me. There's just a huge void of reason."
I'm now alone and don't know how to be with anyone.
I want more of me and there shouldn't be more of me.
I'm delicate and that sucks.
I'd rather be walking point. I'd rather fall down the waterfall again. I'd rather be with Rodney helping the casualties get back up to the main group much like cyclists in the peloton. I'd rather go all the way back, making sure no one is left even if we're almost killed by our own. I'd rather sleep on a rock in the middle of a roaring stream with Rodney, my friend. I'd rather depend on my fellow Marines. I'd rather pick up the 45 caliber pistol, the C-4, the mortar round that were dropped by my comrades. I'd rather be in Laos, wet, cold, tired, climbing a muddy mountain and cutting bamboo for drops of water. I'd rather drink muddy water with halizone tablets. We'll get to the top. We'll dig foxholes. Then we'll clear a field of fire. The other grunts will march up and by us. A soldier with a machine gun in one hand and a banana tree in the other will come by. The Marines will smell. The banana tree has a bite taken out of it. A comedian names Flannegan asks the machine gunner what his "job" is.
"So what's your MOS?" We know where we stand. We know on whom we can depend.
I'd rather not hear the cries of anguish. I'd rather not see some explosions and know their outcomes. I'd rather not know the brutalities of war.
I would like to know trust again.
So here I am. I trust no one. I believe in no one. I put the rock back on top of my identity, but I cannot hide me.
~By Micky Dee~
LZ Stud
Indo ChinaTattoo
Below is a map of Indo China. I included Laos and Cambodia as those countries were divided into combat zones as well. The tattoo map is actually divided into those combat zones. Our battalion definitely went into Laos. The DMZ, where I was, is very narrow. This is a no-brainer. Again- this is for people who judge the books by the cover. I'm not just a hippy-freak. If anything, I'm a Marine Corps Hippy Freak!
Leg Tattoo
Arm Tattoo
Below, I added another tattoo with ribbons. One is the National Defense Ribbon. Two are Vietnam Campaign Ribbons. They're not unusual. Most who have served in Vietnam would have these. The combat ribbon has evolved into a peace sign over a dove. There is a "smoky" effect.
Military Records
I requested my military records back in the summer. I was told then that it would take the rest of the year to get them. I'm told that the date for them could be in February. There are a lot of requests for them right now. The records must be looked over by an actual person. Names, but particularly, all social security numbers of officers, or that type of identification must be omitted. This is done with a black magic marker. This process is very time consuming. Now there are thousands and thousands requesting records.
Thanks Micky Dee by Greensnob
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What an amazing story. Keep riding Micky. Cycling feels so good, doesn't it?
Thanks for sharing this far-reaching story with us. I hope it educates a lot of people..
Wow!I would only imagine how you feel! I can tell that the war had such an impact on your life that you are living it everyday. I am so sorry that you were judged by others because of " your cover". I hope you can trust me,
Micky Dee. I am your friend:) A friend who appreciate you and respect you!Thanks for sharing a piece of your history with me.
Oh I love this piece, thanks for sharing your life with us, I really enjoyed reading this one, matters of heart, you scared of it, you had a life and still have it, your friend, Maita
Micky Dee,
It has took me a while to put to words a suitable response to try and do justice to your eye opening and informative writing.
I agree with you that all wars are mainly about economic resources, we dress it up as giving countries democracy, pre-emptive strikes etc but really it is all about securing resources to preserve our way of life. The majority of the public don't want to face reality that our privileged way of life is a result of ultimate sacrifice in both body and mind of some of our own citizens. The trouble is you and other war veterans act as a thorn in people side to remind us of this uncomfortable truth. If people open their eyes and thanks to people like you in educating us, maybe we might start to question how to minimise the damage caused to everyone and avoid this in the future.
More worrying is, are we going to have the same scenario of treatment to the Vietnam veterans to the soldiers from Iraq/Afghanistan.
Currently, I am in the UK but plans are a foot on an epic cycle tour. It would be a privilege to ride alongside you one day if our paths should cross.
Hi Micky, I came back and read it again, thanks for your email to me, I hope you can experience happiness with the girl of your dream again,,, I really enjoyed this one, and I wish you happiness really,
Dont feel alone ok, you can communicate with me if you want too, Maita
Why don't you reader's look up how Israel and other countries (except the USA) are using cannabis boiled oil as a remedy for PTSD war vets with suicidal impulses. Go ahead, do a google search and see if you can find the articles that tell of the Israeli study and how they boil marijuana in vegetable oil. They strain it, and bottle it like cough syrup. The soldiers take it by tablespoons – it tastes rank – and there's no smoking.
This method worked so well that other countries (not the USA) use this method for shattered war vets. Bosnia, Canada, New Zealand, England…….even a country or two in Africa, I recall.
There is much terrorism and war in the world now; and it's all over the globe. In America alone the suicide level has reached (as of 2005) about 100 soldiers a week. That's right, about 100 vets kill themselves EACH WEEK here at home, and we refuse to use the known technique discovered by the Israelis.
Ask why, dear readers, ask your elected officials 'why' ???
Wow, Micky, I commend you on your writing and sharing your experience. Thank you for what you did and thank you for sharing this!!
My ex-husband was in Vietnam from 68-70. He was in the Army, First Division Air Cavalary, Jumping Mustangs (I think that's what they called themselves). Anyhow, he used to get REALLY mad at anyone who talked about their experience. He said they didn't know sh--, they weren't where he was, those "dudes in the rear" were stoned all the time. He was a point man for a long time, buck sargent and very, very respected. His nickname was "Hillbilly". He had 19 confirmed kills, yet never spoke of them. When he would walk into an area, fellow comrads would stand up and move out of the way. He suffered jungle rot for years, intense burning, shooting pain in his joints for years afterward. He used to wake up speaking what sounded like Vietnamese, sleep with the sheet over his face, and drank a lot. He is now 61 and finally beginning to be proud of what he stood for, with a decal of the emblem from his unit on his back windshield. I just want you to know I know what you went through and I admire you for it.
Micky Dee,
I was with the 3rd MARDIV as well, a few months after you rotated out. Served with the 1st also - FORCERECON with both. Certainly not proud of anything that I was part of. We were and we continue to be betrayed - we were kids then, but not any longer. As you well point out - there are no winners in war - all are casualties. Personally, I decided to return - to live, to educate, to help - the Vietnamese as well as me, you and all of us.
Semper fi, brother. Semper peace! ...and thanks!
Your story is great. I am John G Wotzka and was too in Danang with the U.S. Marines. My job was a MP and we guarded the Bridges and the airport and worked with the local people. I believe we were sent to Vietnam to save a good people, by God, and the people who have came to America to make it their home have proved that they love this country and are working to make it a better nation.
Wow. You can really write! This story was captivating! Micky Dee, I hope you can reach more people because what you relate is powerful and personal. It teaches empathy, respect, and a few other good things for sure.
Just by coincidence, my landlord is from Vietnam! I have got to know him fairly well, and can assure you that, while a private man, he is a good man that does not mind sharing his house(s). We talked about his younger days in Vietnam only for a few minutes on one occasion. I know that the sound of gunfire and explosions at all hours really disturbed him. Today, he runs a peaceful, quite residence where I stay, and has proven to be more tolerant than I would be. I gotta respect him, honestly. Wow. Lots of respect for you too. Thank you for your service to your fellow man. Keep writing Micky, I suspect it may be therapeutic in the long run for you as well as others. Good tidings.
I came back to let you know that I saw the tattoos, they are awesome ones, Maita
Hi Micky Dee, You stated: "I don't see enough of me." I ask why you do not allow yourself to look through our eyes? I am a Kiwi, missed the draft when my friends shared their time there and suffered from the friendly fire of our politicians. I have walked similar paths to you and also did not allow myself the opportunity of seeing me.
So late in our lives we the lucky ones; find that we have so much that we can offer; within the power of an inner self put into words. You are a writer sir and one with much talent which you must allow yourself to see. The power of your inner self is such that you have yet to find the breadth of; and will be one that you identify with beyond any other thing that you may have experienced. Can you believe in that part of the man that you are? I ask you to stand back and see what you have already achieved, beyond the ability of so many; through our eyes.
Welcome to our world soldier; take your pen and write towards the distant light, in the company of those who have the courage to find themselves in print.
Believe and then keep believing.... in that inner power... it is You.
Micky..You are a Story Teller my friend. I was right there with you in situations you describe. Not that I endured anything close to what you did in Vietnam (I was a simple Navy Airdale flying over you guys from time to time) but the emptiness we feel now as compared to what was once a un-complicated time of "Just Being", may never be duplicated.
I hope to keep reading your "Keeping On--Keeping On" stories and mastering of our Less than Ideal circumstances.
'I feel I have outlived my welcome.' Boy, you peeled the skin off of me. I felt you every step of the way. You made me cry and laugh out loud. If you have more to share, put this in a book! You can look at one of my opening pieces, it is still raw for me to accept this war and I am only a civilian. The pictures you share are priceless. I feel close to you. Thank you for laying yourself bare.
Micky Dee-
I sat still for a long time after reading this-and I know I will read it again,and share it.As a 'foreigner',It's probably inappropriate for me to comment ,but wars always do seem to be about 'important assets'-like oil,contracts,etc- bought with a seemingly less valuable 'asset'-the lives of men and women.
This is worthy of a great book-for the education of all.
Thank you.
Micky Dee, there is so much garbage out there that can take up our time as we read. But this! This was worth every second! I cannot begin to imagine what you have been through, even though you have painted the pictures for me. I can't see past my own experiences to yours. I can see so many years of hurt and frustration - total confusion and pain.
You did a fine thing writing this for us. Your honesty is harsh and I think needed - for us as much as for you.
A thank you seems almost pointless but it is sincere.
Appreciation seems like so LITTLE, but I'm glad it helps. I wish those closest to you would read this. It might help them understand just a little better.
You are an inspiration, your courage and strength shows through your writing. You seem to have chosen some pretty great outlets. Alot of the newer soldiers don't really understand how bad it was because things seem so bad now. Thank you for sharing a part of you.
Keep writing. You have a gift.!
You are a 'walking, talking miracle from Miracle from Vietmnam" Johnny Cash
Hi Micky Dee. I couln't help but come back to this hub and read it all again. Even though I'm British, I remember being 17 and wondering how so many boys barely older than I was were being sent to such a dreadful war. I felt for boys like you then and still do now. I can't imagine which was worse for you. Vietnam or th so-called hospital with ward 15. Some of us care. Please know that.
From one Nam vet to another, I appreciate your comments. I have a few stories and feelings of my own on my home page.
One time a man got after me. He was the son of a drill sergeant, and began talking to me like my basic training drill sergeant did, with that growly voice. This Nam vet couldn't help but snicker during the tirade, then I calmly rebutted him, able to do so because of being able to think clearly for not being rattled. He seemed to show me more respect after that. That's one thing Nam did for me; I'm more calm in the face of hostility.
One of my late Uncles,a Soldier,fought in the Biafra/Nigeria war once told me that a Soldier smiles once in a life time but Micky you have got a big heart, a Lion heart.You are the Lion,king of the jungle, you smile always and that is what a good Soldier is.A marine with quality, a truthful candidate for an electoral post.I have read a lot of articles and hubs here but i have never felt truth as i felt it today.As a matter of fact, it took me four days to complete reading this,I don't know much about guns so when i read about the 106 Recoiless Rifle, i thought up! one of those Rifles but my imagination was wrong.Brother, it is for the strong and you are strong.
If there would be an invention where one can reach out through the monitor and shake an image or a picture, i would have reached to you and take a smoke though i don't smoke but you are a HERO.
It's absolutely disgusting how America and especially the government want to sweep Vietnam under the rug still. Vietnam Vets showed up and answered the call of duty as much as any other soldiers did. How are they repaid? THEY get to have a co-pay for treatments at the VA, which should be free to ALL veterans. If I see one more WWII mini series, I will choke. America needs to be more grateful.
Hi Micky Dee, you have an awful lot of courage, this is huge! God Bless you :)
Appreciated it all. One line in particular "Know that although this life is more physical than we'd like sometimes, it will always be more spiritual than we can ever perceive it to be."
I love that, especially from someone who has known some of the worst of physical horrors man can be involved in.
God Bless Micky Dee
I tried I'll be back 'bro
Semper Fi Mickey Dee.
My brother Doug was in USMC crash rescue stationed in Danang three times, in 64, 67 and 69. He was really messed up with Agent Orange poisoning, Jungle Rot and PTSD. Was an alcoholic for years after he came back, and it took him years to mellow out. He was also in a jeep that hit a mine and he had ground glass embedded throughout his body, and a house collapse on him while rescuing on ground.
I have always been proud of him. I was 9 years younger and in 1973 in my senior year of High School I wrote a speech about the non-acceptance of his return to the US.
No one can know the hell you all went through, although this post gives us a bit of a look. Looking at the pictures of you posted all I see is "babies"...young men with guns being shot at and shooting into the night. The kids now in Iraq and Afganistan are the targets. So appallingly similar.
My older brother Don died in 2007 of pancreatic cancer. He was USMC chopper mechanic 1960-64. He stood aboard the ships as they detonated atomic bombs in Bikini Atoll. All the men in his squadron are all dying of cancer. Government is not taking the blame either. No wonder it takes so long to get your files...they are scouring them to make sure no one gets anything that can be used against them.
Sad, but true.
God bless you....
I too was jetted to Da Nang. Ithen took a C-130 to Dong Ha. This was referred to as I Corps. This was the DMZ. This was the furthest point north in South Vietnam. I was with the 11th Engineer Battalion, 3rd Marine Division.
I too went to Con Tien, The Rock Pile, LZ Stud (or Vandergrift), Dong Ha We sweep usmc 11 or(route 9) and route 1 to the dmz. I feel the same as you do. Not sure if i ever left nam apart of me is still their with my dead marine brothers whose deaths I see every day of my life asking my self why not me instead of them. I to am 60 and have a daughter with an unkown lungs desies with no kown cure since her child hood. The ringing in my ears constantly remind me of my tour of duty. I think you have hit the point right on. Semper Fi Brother
Micky, I don't even know what to say. Thanks for sharing your story, it was very emotional for me to read. In 2002, I was led by God to VN, while there I adopted 4 Vietnamese orphans. Vietnam has had many struggles and I'm so sorry for our part in it.
Mickey Dee, i reckon you have got out many times in your life, a lot more than more folk ever will in theirs. A hell of a bloke! Da iawn from Wales(very good) and Scotland
I'm brand new to hubbing - just started reading your hub and I am fascinated - will read the rest shortly. It brings back lots of memories and is a lot to absorb. I am here because I am sharing my letters home and memories from the same time period you were there 68-69. I was stationed on the Mekong Delta, Dong Tam area with the Mobile Riverine Force, 9th Division. I am really looking forward to reading more of your hubs, and I think you have a great writing style.
My husband was in The Nam in 1968 and he is a retired DI and worked at Ft Leonard Wood Missouri for 27 years. Very nice post.
I live in NC Marion i was in Dong Ha 69 everyting you said was if i was speaking,Welcome Home?
This is a very descriptive hub, which I can relate to. I was at Camp Red Devil in Quang Tri in '70. You bring out so much, that this hub could probably supply enough dicussion for maybe 15 more hubs.
On returning from Viet Nam, I experienced feelings of being isolated and there were times I felt guilty about serving there.
I don't think any soldier can explain the feelings and images experienced in a wartime situation, but you have done an amazing job. Thank you for this hub as well as your service.
Hi Micky, it's me again. One thing I wanted to comment on was a statement you made about racial slurs and war. (I guess that's 2 things).
I have always believed that anything to keep the working class divided has been used by some rich and most power seeking aspirants.
I believe that race, religion, and gender have been used to keep us divided and therefore our attention diverted while the power seekers have their own way. So many people have bought into these issues. War, has many times been used to conquer that which is all ready divided.
I guess that I am trying to say that when we don't pay attention to real problems and issues things get shoved down our throats that we didn't bargain for.
I just had to come back and read this one again because you make so many down to earth common sense points. Micky, imagine one Vietnam vet telling another Vietnam vet he makes sense, lol. Thanks for your time.
Mickey Dee, to you and ALL returned Vets. My heart goes out to you wonderful brave young men and women who went to proudly serve your countries.You are the unsung Heroes and while you fought for your flag, Your country fought against you. God bless you all for giving up your lives.If not by death then by mental and physical health.
I am from Australia and although i did not go to war i do know many that did. Our guys were treated NO better by this government. Many have committed suicide, many are as screwed up as you are because NO-One cares.
Like America their files go missing or reports are left out. Some have no record of ever being out of the country. I want to thank each and everyone who left their homes and countries to keep us free.
My step father was in ww11 and although he was screwed up he used to say that the boys from Vietnam were the worst done by as the vc were not in uniform and it also involved woman and children.
As far as corrupt governments go you are so correct.The Falklands War, 9/11, mad cow, swine Flu, Chemtrails. RFID chip, Bohemian Grove and so on. If you haven't already YouTube the latter three and take a good look.
You are not alone Mickey so hang in there and know that God loves you as He said "If the world hated you know it first hated me" Mankind is too fickle and self absorbed. I'm proud to have you here on HP.
Blessings and Hugs.
Loves to read turned me on to this hub,like i said before, i,m finding more stories that i didn,t know existed.This story about Nam really tears at my soul, so many people, like me, just went on with our lives and believed the lies in the 60-70 I hope and pray that u find peace and happiness, God wants his believers to have a joyfull heart, i know that,s hard to do, it has been for me too, but i refuse to give in to unhappiness
white a funny poem, i love funny.
God Bless you and keep u safe
Not boyfriends, but boy friends that I did love and went to school with, some older,some same age, never came home, several, one really close like a brother I had nearly every class with gone with a land mine and as I look back I see all were only children (even you and you know it), who comes out of school grown up? I thought of them then and still do and now I see through you it was worse than anyone could imagine except the ones who did go through it and this girl with the gift of suspicion believes every word, the 911, how Bush showed no surprise, did not jump up or show shock, that was answer enough for me, without all the other signs. Oh so she is a Democrat...I don't trust any of them, both parties know what is happening, we are the only ones in the dark. How can I give you hope, which is what I would like to do, when I have none myself. Our country is rotten, no one will stop any of them, most want to ignore it, it is like waiting on a time bomb. What is next? Where? I sense it being right here. I hope I am wrong.
You said most of what I've felt, but could never put into words.
Thanks & keep on writing.
Hello Mickey Dee,only got through half will finish tom.
I am now thinking of Mohammed Ali who chucked his Gold medal in the water and refused to go to kill working class kids, you have painted a vivid picture of this murder on both sides,well done,jandee
Hello Mickey, Yeah! I Know ! New world order! Thanks for speedy reply. One is in fear not of the elected ones but the civil servants! who put them there ! Oops! must admit I am an Atheist ! Thank God...We would go mad if we couldn't hang on to our sense of humour sometimes?Goodnight Mickey,from jandee
Hey Micky, this is about as religious as I get....My Gods are Women cause are they not known as Mother nature ? Beautiful trees for ancient animals to sleep in as well as the rivers to wash in then the clouds to dream about tomorrow ! Okay we'll have one(male) god who can tell the rest of the blokes about feminism.....best from jandee.keep well
Great hub I have enjoyed reading and your pictures, look forward to reading more of your hubs.
Hey brother, you speak so clearly, to so many of us who have not come home. I wear a mask faking the person I think society will accept because there is no place for this Marine. Inside I know loneliness, pain, fear and rage. Inside I hide the man who does not fit in with this world. In spite of the dismal outlook for happiness and a full life, I find reprieve and rest, truth and honor when I am with my men again. It is within the group session's life seems to reconnect to reality. It is with these men of courage who have walked with me in hell that peace can surface. There we hold each other up; we have learned what love is. We are there, no matter what . . . for each other. God, thank you, for reuniting me with my men again. Semper Fi my brother.
By the way, I bought a bike this summer...rode it 3 times, the problem is; I have to go out into the world to ride it. I will keep working on it though. Like you, I am a survivor.
read, not much to say. no use saying much, people say to much sometimes. Voted up!
I just spent a long long time reading this over again including comments...It's all been said so I'll leave it alone..bro.
Their hurting our kids now and it will never stop...not for us and not for them.What the hell do we do now.War...All war involves sending our poor people to kill their poor people...I'm out of words.
So moving and I was gripped until the very last word. So naturally written and straight from your heart Micky. Thank you so much for sharing with us all. Take care and God Bless.
Viet Nam is a place of nightmares and jungle sweats. Thank you for this very well written piece.
To say that your account of the events and their effect on your life is moving will not even begin to tell the story and the way I feel about it.
Your honesty is disarming; the lies we have been told about the glorious victories of America are pathetic and the reality is that America has lost every single war it ever entered, but most importantly it lost ITS CREDIBILITY in the process.
It pains me to no end to see what happens to the young soldiers that are brainwashed today into following criminal orders, just like you and your comrades were let to believe you were fighting for a just cause while killing innocent people.
I know a few veterans and their nightmares are never ending, their suffering is on ongoing tragedy. Sadly all of it is nothing more than GREED and arrogance of the rich, nothing more than ignorance of the poor.
You Micky ARE MY HERO and I love and respect you for who you are, I love and forgive you for who you were forced to be. God may always be with you!
This is so moving. I had so many great comments while I was reading, but most have evaporated now. You have such wisdom and I so admire you. I remember those days when you got back from Viet Nam. I don't think I even knew you were gone until you were back. We shared a lot of the same friends, but it took a while for me to know you. I remember hours of talking back in '75. You gave me a bicycle because I walked everywhere unless I road with friends. You had me paint a picture of Jesus knocking on a door for you. These were your better days..after the chain gang, after the war, after the hospital. I'm sorry I didn't ask more questions of you. You deserved honor and respect. I hope that we both will always be friends and may we both live to an age when we will look back at these days and share our memories. You're valuable to this world and God has spared your life many times for a reason. He uses you for more than you know. You are a very gifted and talented human. Your art, your physical ability, your words, what more is there inside you? You're one of my most favorite people in the world!! I love and care about you.
mickey dee, i was army artillery attached to the marines on the z from 4-69 to 5-70. thought i was reading my story until 15 E. only by the grace of god did i miss the experience. there is a lot of you in a lot of us. i don't know the reason for coming across this site. but I will say Thanks for saying all you thoughts openly and honestly. very rare Welcome home thanks for serving....
...well Micky...Michael...love the name Michael...it's a strong name....you sure caught me with this hub...vietnam...what a terrible terrible war...and then good folks like you were there...and good folks from vietnam...wtf?!....and you know, we still don't learn and just keep repeating the same over and over....i just don't get it anymore...i've much more to say but it'll turn into a hub....i'm so glad to have run into you MD!...i think the most profound words you said in this, for me....were "I was always wanting to go home to that hot meal and warm bed. I wanted a cold Coca Cola and ice cream"...such a simple request..what many of us take for granted...i do take notice of veterans...and wonder where they've been, who they were and who they are and became.....thank you Micky, for sharing your heart and soul....your words hit me straight into my heart....
Be always blessed Mickey, for all what you teach this world about, through your painful experience.
This hub sounds like it is on its way to becoming an autobiography. I really liked the second tattoo. It was hard to read through some places in the hub.
I hold a lot of respect to the veterans of our country. They do so much for us, and we don't seem to do anything for them.
I thought my guts had been ripped completely out by reading the hub and comments and then I came to this reply you made;
"Steve, Brother Man- I could have written every word you just said. I am sitting here with tears reading your words that are my words. I fit NO-frickin'-where. I have a bit of agoraphobia. I have to be on a "mission" to go out into the world. I don't trust the world. I trust no one in it. I miss eating C-rations and sleeping under my poncho. I'm tired of a world just itching for a fight. I do miss the people I could depend on. God bless Brother! .... We'll get home someday....
My first husband and my husband now each feel and felt this way. My first husband, gone nine years this May from Ocular Cancer the Oncologist said he'd seen only in rare cases of exposure to Agent Orange, never came home from Nam. I live now with a man that has so many ghosts our bed gets crowded at night.
You have my respect, my heart felt thanks and my hopes that you can realize how much your writing does for others who just want to go home too. God is surely using you.
Dr David Jeremiah said, "God's job is to guide the world. Your job is to "be anxious for nothing" (Philippians 4:6), to rest in the Father's promises.
Whenever I'm really mixed up I run straight to the Father's arms. He is the only one that gives me Peace that surpasses human understanding. Peace to you Micky my brother.
Thank you for an honest and truly moving hub! My Uncle was in the Navy and did 3 tours of duty in Vietnam. It's safer than what you did, although he died from bone marrow cancer and my Aunt is still trying to sue the Navy because she belives it was exposure to agent orange that killed him. Our country was told lies, and I was still in HS when the war ended, but remember that in the US people who were against the war took it out on the brave men and wounded warriors that came home and couldn't even find words to describe what they did and saw there. The military does not care if you never get a good night's sleep. Many people I know have gone back to Vietnam, to try to make sense of it all there. I don't know if it helps them to find peace. A wonderful man who teaches martial arts to my son flew planes there, and although we know he was a bomber, we also know he will never speak of it. He can't. He's one of the most gentle men I know. I hope someday wars end, the 2 and and now Libya only hurt more people. The US should mind it's own business. Thanks for your courage and peace to you.
Hi Micky,
I "saw" you on my Jamaica hub. I hope you can go there some day. Both my husband & I love gardening, but it's a volcanic island with such beautiful plants, so many things we never saw. The poverty was awful, as I described, yet the people are upbeat and kind. It's almost like they are living in a world from 50 yrs ago, when we were all more innocent. I love it more than any place I've been, but couldn't afford it this year as our son was finishing up college, and we couldn't afford both. I guess R's would have planned the $ better! I'm a registered D, and also believe R's are warmongers who only care about the rich--namely themselves. We've taken grief for going to Jamaica because psst--"there are black people there." I've dropped friends I had for over 30 yrs because I was so shocked they were such racists. It's sad, but many D's move more to the R ideals once we put them in office. I am very disillusioned about politics just from involvement in it in my own small town in northern NJ. All we can do is live our own truth, my friend. Bless you.
It's Jean again. I think the most insidious thing is that young people get sucked into fighting wars, with promises of good careers and college, and they are too young to know better. I see those commercials where the parents are so proud their child wants to serve the military. And it is brave, don't get me wrong. But the wars are for the wrong reasons, it never makes things better, and the US never leaves. My son wrote a big essay as a conscientious objector when it was time, and I was just happy there was no draft. I hope Americans never let the draft come back. You are so right about the whole "divide and conquer" issue too.
You are so welcome. You are a very good writer too. Have you ever considered writing a book about all your thoughts and conclusions you have arrived at because of your experiences in Vietnam? It matters that the truth gets out, although I understand many will always call the truth "conspiracy theories." And I sure would like to see the Congressmen and women and Senators send their kids off to the wars they so blithely send our loved ones too. When Michael Moore made his movie about that, they tried to discredit him. But it was an honest question, how many of the people who approved these wars actually have THEIR loved ones in them? Anyway, I think your writing is so good, even if you wanted to tell of your ideas in short stories.
Welcome Home and Semper Fi brother Kilo 3/1 Nam 69-70
When did you sky up for the Big PX? I was at everyone of those locations I was 3 bn 3rd marines H&S and I was 0351 my Corp was Ringo and I was there most of 69 til Nixon pulled us back to Okinawa. By the way that mountain above Khe Son was Hill 881 South it made big history. Some of those faces looked a little Familiar but I joined at 17 in 68 & did not join up with 3,3,& 3 until early 69.
Welcom Home Man!
hope the writin helped.think the worst thing was...come home at 21...and used up all the highs and lows for this life already.
for 35 years i though i was the only one who felt like that finaly got help it is 44 years that i went to nam can only talk to nam vets not about the war just helping each other got ptsd allso parkinton diease they finely got me i don not blame anyone have a grate wife kids and grandchildren they keep me alive god bless you and every one who severd oh by the way welcome home i never heard it either
Mickey Dee,
Thanks Brother.
Dear Mickey, your writing is great and your honesty is spell-binding. I am doing a Vietnam project down here in Australia, and just found your site by happy accident...I really hope you are feeling well/better/happy/settled... you are doing much good... take care and kindest wishes.
My brother was a Marine in DMZ/Da Nang in '67 and '68. He would agree with you.
I thank you genuinely for your service, and pray for your continued healing.
I believe it will come...your effort is not in vain!
Hello Micky Dee !
We are all pleased you have had a good long rest!! We now want you back here ! Come on ! Be a good chap and do some writing........
I am looking at my father's original orders as I write this. He was a LCPL who sent to Dong Ha in April, 1968. He died three years ago, taking with him the stories of what he faced in Vietnam and I always wondered. He never spoke about it. He got out of the war and worked for a huge electric company, Public Service of New Hampshire. He worked there for 30 years, never missed a day or called in sick. He was electricuted on the job on day of the 30th year of his start date with the company. He survived but had medical problems and the accident accelerated his diabetes...he became disabled and no longer worked. He hated it...he liked to stay busy and now I can more clearly see why. He must have seen horrible things. Reading your story enhances my understanding of my own life and my father. I am the first on his side of the family to graduate college with a BA. He was so proud of me. I went to school in Hawaii but came back to NH after getting married so that we could raise a family near my family. Leaving Hawaii was heartbreaking but important, especially for my dad who always seemed to have tragic, broken people hanging around him, sucking off his settlement money from his electrical accident. Now I know why he couldn't see things clearly. He died in his sleep at age 63 in his bed during a massive ice storm in the northeast a few years ago. He had been out helping people hook up their generators...he overworked himself being a hero. He had a heart attack in his sleep and I found him in the morning. He was a hard guy to let go of. Your story is so important...I thank you for sharing it with the world and speaking out. I agree with all of your wisdoms and thoughts of war. Just thought I would let you know your story does not fall on deaf ears...I have 2 boys and I talk to them about everything....and make SURE they question EVERYTHING. Thanks for sharing your history....my father's name was Gene Bernier.
Mickey Dee, somehow I came upon this site it very much touched me on so many levels. Years ago while in OR, a father bought the biggest bottle of wine to celebrate when his son came home 1969. I never knew him, his son didn't make it home, unknown soldier to me. Never felt the right place to bury gift and honor him, for service. It is my hope you would share with me the most beautiful place, and memory so I may lay this to rest. email@example.com Thank You!
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anyone know him??? please email me if you do!!
Thank you all for your service.
Thanks Micky. I know its a long shot so many guys over there, just try'n to get the word spread and maybe get lucky, who knows.
Thanks again! God bless.
We can look back and wonder....
choppers into the kahe sanh com bat base in jan69 was sent to the 1st bn 9th marines delta co the quarry didn't take long to find what war is all about got extened 3 times because we were so short of marines don't regreat it I'm 140% disabled our gov lied to all of us it took a long time for me to accept our gov would do such a thing gotta stop
you should be writing on bubblews micky !You should!! You are depriving the bubblers of knowledge and facts............Best from
Micky the above is very interesting ! I will look for you there,I have been there since last Autumn......I am on $2.50 a write now -400 characters! Not words!going up all the time-no harm to check it out,
best from jandee.....
Micky, sometimes the site is down and you see an error 504 or similar. It does happen and we are all used to it now .They are having new hardware as it is growing so rapidly....
Hello Micky,hope all is well....
Keep the faith! I was in 11th engineers at stud in 69, I think about it every day.


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This guy is dirty but he did the job for me. The best thing he did for me was get my ex wife and her boyfriend plus my 2 kids out of our 4000sqft house and into an 800sqft apartment. Then I moved back open and threw endless parties. It was awesome thank you DAN sorry about your legal woes.
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This lawyer was emotionally and verbally abusive. He did not protect me or my children in the divorce. I fired him within months of hiring him. He never returned my phone calls, didn't explain how the courts work. He withheld important information from me and made choices about my life without discussing it with me. He made me feel stupid and ashamed for being in a very bad marriage and lacked any compassion for me and my children.
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As you can see he has been disciplined by the Bar. His communication was horrible. His office was full of Mickey Mouse memorabilia. Should have taken that as a sign he was a Mickey Mouse Lawyer. Don't be fooled by the low price and used car pitch. Just my opinion but search the internet and I am not the only one who feels this way.
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Hired him a few year ago to handle divorce. Shortly after decided to reconcile. Had 2 meetings with him one being free consultation, and one court appearance for dismissing case. Requested file and any remaining money left over. Did not receive either. So after working on a separation agreement with husband a few years later, I brought it back to Dan asking if he would look it over since he still had my money? He said no we're going after your husband. Now I have lost everything that is important to me. My children. He voluntarily handed them over to an abuser and ignored emails and phone calls, and kept crucial information from me. He is only out for your money. Also no experience with domestic violence cases. He will be my next battle after I conquer this mess he has made.
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I gave Dan 15,000.00 for my divorce. All I got in return was the liberty of losing my home and children. I guess I
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A tough-love deal with teachers is nearly in the books, but Alberta Premier Alison Redford's labour woes are far from over – she still faces pay battles with doctors, civil servants and her fellow MLAs.
The issues came to a head Monday when the Alberta Medical Association (AMA) threatened to sue the province over stalled doctors' contract talks, while the Wildrose opposition made a show of rejecting a pay hike. Both battles are amplified by the tentative teachers deal.
The doctors' issue is the foremost battle. Despite being Canada's best-paid, Alberta's physicians have been without a contract for nearly two years. Talks are stalled, the government has rejected arbitration and, this month, asked doctors to identify $275-million in cuts.
There's no love lost between the two sides.
On Monday, Health Minister Fred Horne urged AMA president Michael Giuffre to "show some leadership" and accept Alberta has no more money for doctors. Dr. Giuffre fired back, telling The Globe that Mr. Horne is breaking physicians' bargaining rights, adding a lawsuit is "very likely."
Then comes MLA pay, which became a major issue in last year's spring election after it was revealed a committee was being paid despite not having met for years. Later, in May, Ms. Redford cut and simplified MLA salaries but, in November, raised them by hiking RRSP contributions.
On Monday, Wildrose announced it wouldn't keep that hike, instead giving it to charity.
The move pushes the MLA pay storyline – once disastrous for Ms. Redford's party – back into the spotlight against the backdrop of all the other labour talks. "You cannot expect your public sector workers to sacrifice if you've got politicians who are not prepared to do the same," Wildrose Leader Danielle Smith said.
Ms. Redford's Progressive Conservatives, the Liberals and NDP all dismissed calls to also reject the cash.
"Looking at [Wildrose's] performance, I think they should be donating more of their salary to charity," Deputy Premier Thomas Lukaszuk deadpanned.
Looming, yet, is a battle with 21,000 front-line government staff, whose collective deal expires this month. The government is already demanding "rollbacks," Alberta Union of Provincial Employees president Guy Smith said, and the union's expecting a fight. "It's not a great atmosphere and, quite honestly, so be it," Mr. Smith said.
The tentative teachers deal freezes pay for three years, and is now being held up as a template, with Mr. Horne saying doctors should pay attention.
But doctors aren't teachers. Doctors are paid for services from which they cover overhead, such as rent and staff salaries. The overhead is growing as pay is flat-lined or cut, but Mr. Horne says Canada's best-paid doctors can afford it.
The argument is "rather shallow, and it's getting old," Dr. Giuffre said. An AMA report projects, under what Alberta is offering, the average doctor's take-home pay will drop 16 per cent over the next three years.
It all leaves Ms. Redford pushing for austerity while other groups dig in their heels and the opposition paints her as greedy.
If anything, the battle that preceded the teachers' deal is a sign of things to come.
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I. noun
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Etymology: Middle English, from Old English seolc, sioluc, probably ultimately from Greek sērikos silken — more at sericeous
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1. a fine continuous protein fiber produced by various insect larvae usually for cocoons; especially a lustrous tough elastic fiber produced by silkworms and used for textiles
2. thread, yarn, or fabric made from silk filaments
a. a garment of silk
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(2) a King's or Queen's Counsel
c. plural the colored cap and blouse of a jockey or harness horse driver made in the registered racing color of the employing stable
a. a filament resembling silk; especially one produced by a spider
b. silky material <milkweed silk>; especially the styles of an ear of Indian corn 5. parachute • silklike adjective II. intransitive verb Date: 1783 of corn to develop the silk
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Lockheed couldn't meet one of the requirements in its developing the next-generation F-35 fighter jet, says Michael Gilmore from Pentagon. According to his information, a software shortcomings continue to hamper this unlucky program.
Lockheed, a corporation which promised to deliver for Pentagon F-35, hardly will be able to do it on time. The Pentagon's director of testing, Michael Gilmore, said in his memo of Aug 9th, that Lockheed's F-35 fighter jet, possibly, "on a path toward failing to deliver" the jet's full capabilities in time.
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The event last month was another of the culture ministry's efforts to capture the nation's traditions.
When most Costa Ricans think of Cartago, the words chilly and potatoes leap to their minds. The province, centered around the Canton of Cartago is generally higher than communities in the Central Valley. Cartago itself at 1,435 meters is 274 meters (about 900 feet) higher than the bulk of San José.
That may be bad for sunbathing, but the weather is great for temperate vegetable crops, including the potato, carrot, onions and even the chayote. And these work their way into the area's traditional menus.
There are seven other cantons, La Unión, Jiménez, Turrialba, Oreamuno, Alvarado, El Guarco and Paraíso. Each has developed their own variations on food. After all, they have had plenty of time. Cartago was founded in the middle of the 16th century, and Spanish settled in the region due to the healthy climate. The city was the nation's capital until 1823.
The region is also known for its conservatism, so one can expect that the Spanish tradition will be a strong influence on the local foods.
Garlic Cartago potatoes
By popular demand (Well, we got some e-mails, anyway), we include the editor's famous garlic potato medley shunned by cardiologists the world over.
2 cans of Imperial (or similar) beer
half pound bacon (200 grams más o menos)
1 large onion
12 toes of garlic (more or less)
12 small (golf ball size potatoes or six tennis ball size) Cartago potatoes
cup of olive oil
Whatever extra seasonings you like such as Italian or Mexican or maybe you like parsley, thyme, bay leaves, or cilantro.
Open and start drinking the first can of beer.
Cut into smaller pieces and start frying bacon in large fry pan.
In a few minutes combine chopped onion and chopped garlic in the frying pan. Put in the seasoning you like now. Add about half the oil. Keep heat moderate to let the tastes meld.
Don't forget the beer.
Wash and clean the small Cartago potatoes. Nuke them in a microwave for from 5 to 7 minutes. Then chop them into sixths or eighths.
Don't forget the beer.
Put the potatoes in the same frying pan with the onions, bacon, and garlic for a few minutes. Sprinkle with the rest of the oil. Then after a few minutes transfer the entire dish to a metal or glass baking dish and stick in a pre-heated oven.
Depending on the time for dinner, cover with foil to keep garlic, onions and bacon from burning. Make sure to remove the foil during the last 10 minutes to make the potatoes slices crisp.
Reward yourself with the second beer. (This is really a beer-type dish. But port after dinner goes well, too.)
Serve with beer and meat of your choice, perhaps a pork roast.