I'm talking about the flight from Vietnam to Japan and back again. It was a military flight. Was it to Yokota? Could be. Strange I don't remember the name of it. I was given a piece of paper with instructions on how to get into the citry and back again. Subway (I think it was a subway) to Ginza and a taxi to some hotel. The electric doors on the taxis freaked me out. I kept pulling them shut and they'd pop open and then close again! You know what I mean. To this day I've never seen that in any other country. Tokyo! It was like Disneyland!
I was at Phu Hiep. It was a tiny, tiny fishing villiage with few inhabitants and then there was us ..... lots of us. Good luck trying to find it on a map today. It was on the coast, not very far south of Tuy Hoa. I think there was another Phu Hiep near the Cambodian border but that wasn't mine.
I also went from the States to Ton Son Nhut, Saigon. Then a C-130 flight to Cam Ranh Bay. Then an LST to Vung Ro. And finally ground transport to Phu Hiep. There we pitched tents and filled sandbags. Lot of sandbags! Me, back then:
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That's a stone-cold fact. People back in the world were concerned with so many stupid things. But eventually we learned how to see those stupid things to be important things. Here we are.