http://slow.writerscafe.org/skipper39 The original writings of author Vic Hundahl en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775990576 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My face dripped with sweat and ran down my back and neck in the oppressive heat. I carefully placed my feet on the recent barefoot footprints on the winding jungle path, one way to avoid or tripping an explosive booby trap. Sometime in the summer of 1968, a Vietnamese family asked me to come to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/2762258/ False reports of friendly casualties sent a medic into an area that was to be bombed by F4 Phantom jets. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/2159496/ As the mid-sized Boeing 727, a T-tailed jet with trio rear-mounted jet engines and unique rear airstair for passenger loading and unloading approached the 9,000-foot landing strip; the pilot announced "We are landing at Johnston Atoll, this a US Government installation, no photographs allowed. Only .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/2140252/ I worked as a civilian medic in Vietnam from the years of 1965 through 1972 for Raymond Morrison Knudsen construction company under contract with the US Navy War Department. The company hired mostly US citizens and citizens from foreign allied countries to teach, manage, and supervise the workforce .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/2120775/  In the hot sweltering heat, which seemed to take the strength from me, and feeling older than twenty-eight, I walked down the winding jungle path, trying to carefully match the footprints of the Vietnamese guide in front of me. 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It was one of those towns that almost everybody knew something about each other, good, bad or indifferent.    My dad, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/1833549/ This article was published in "Vietnam" Historical Magazine, August 2008 edition: "Personalities" section.As a civilian medic serving in the midst of war in Vietnam from 1965 to 1972, I had my share of close calls. I found myself in plenty of hairy experiences, often alongside GIs who displayed rema.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/1832506/ It was 1968 at the RMK-BRJ Construction site dispensary at Chu Lai, Vietnam, when six foot six "Big Jim" burst into my dispensary and yelled, "Vic, we need you." He explained the project manager told him to get me. A Vietnamese hamlet located along highway one had brought the road building to a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/skipper39/1830145/ Tom Sandell was an interesting character who worked for RMK-BRJ Construction Company in Vietnam. 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