K Troop 11th Armored Cavalry Regiment

The Blackhorse In Vietnam 1966 - 1972

hosted by Bob Hersey


Photo On My Stationery

Wednesday, June 26, 1968
93 degrees - clear

Dear Mom & Dad,

Greetings once again from Vietnam.  This is just a short note to let you know that I received your package yesterday - thanks.  It was beautiful.  I am saving all the goodies for Saturday night.  We are going to the club for a few drinks (not beer).  You see, they have a 21 club here where you have to be 21 to buy hard stuff.   With what Ede and Lucy gave me plus yours we will have quite a fine time.

I told you in one of my letters that I have already received your camera.  I have sent three rolls of film to have developed and I am sending one more in today.  They go to Kodak Hawaii in Honolulu.  I buy Kodachrome II which includes processing so all I do is send them in with 16 cents postage and get them back in two weeks.  I may send some slides home after I censor them.  There are certain slides that I would rather you didn't see so when I get them back I will send them along.  Your camera is working good, Dad.

We are still in the same location and will probably be here for another week and then back to Blackhorse.  Right now we have only three cooks.  Me and two others.   Our Mess Sargent has rotated to the states as has one of our other cooks.  Our first cook, Spec.-6 Barnes (Barney) has taken over as Mess Sargent.  We are a little shorthanded but the way he has it we each get a day off every third day.  Two cooks work each day while the other is off.  So this is great.  At least every third day I can sleep late.

Last night I got into a funny situation.  In the early evening at about 7:00 four girls showed up at our perimeter and invited us to a party so about 9:30, Dave and I crossed over the "berm" (a high mound of dirt pushed up around our position).   We found the party going full swing.  After about five minutes two jeeps of MPs drove up so Dave and I high-tailed it back over the berm.  All the MPs wanted to do was to join the party but we didn't know that until later.  The MPs were now the least of our worries.  What we were more concerned about was getting shot by our own men.  If we had of been spotted by our own men they might have thought that we were VC and opened up.  When we realized that the MPs just wanted to join the party - Dave and I returned.  We had a great time.

Oh well, I must get back to work.  So until I write again.  Take care.

By for now!


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