For me, the worst part of the Vietnam war wasn’t the heat, the leeches, no toilet paper, the bad chow, or the constant VC ambushes; It was the song “paint it black” being played non-stop day & night!
I was a shotgun rider, the man in the doorway on a Huey in Vietnam. Me, my crew chief & the peter pilot used to sing “Fortunate Son” by CCR while loading our weapons before lifting off on a mission. You were alert all the time, if you were not alert, you were going to die. Sometimes the deck was slick with blood or worse, we would land in a shallow river to wash it out. This really freaked out the FNG/Cherries we were transporting to their LZ. My crew chief said he saw one cherry pissing his new crisp starched fatigues. Ha! I know all soldier’s start out as cherries, but it’s fun when you’re not one anymore. Do you read me?
SGT. M.S. “Archangel” Smith, M-60 Door Gunner, Alpha Troop, 1st Squadron, 9th Cavalry Regiment, 1st Cavalry Division (Airmobile) An Khe, Vietnam, Republic of, -1969- U.S. Army.