Good ole Cu-Chi, Sunday,
August 24, l0:30 pm:
I made
it back to the
safety of my little hootch, although it took some doing.
We left Hong Kong about 7:00
am, after getting to the airport
at 5:45 am.
The flight back was sad but uneventful. I hated to see Vietnam again and even
more so when they told me
I had to stay another night in
Camp Alpha. I just didn't want any part
of that, so I left and went
looking for my own way back. I
waited four and a half hours at the Heliport with no luck and then went over to the
road where I sat in the hot sun for over an hour before catching a ride
back to Cu-chi. I was
sure glad to get back
too. I took the lenses that I
bought for the guys over to them and we had fun playing with all the different
ones.
After the fun was over we
went to a live show at
the MP club, which turned out to
be crummy, so we left and came back and packed up my tape recorder to send home
tomorrow.
Oh yes, I got my new orders
today and I'll be home on my birthday
if not sooner. I hope you have my birthday present all nice
and warm for me when I get there. I
sure will be glad to leave this Army.
It's really a loser.
Don't mind my
pen, but we're in the
middle of a monsoon rainstorm and my
pen won't write on the
damp paper.
I'll say
goodnight for now and wish me a safe journey home love. I'll write
again tomorrow and let you know what's happening.
It looks like
all the NG's will be leaving on
the same plane if the orders are right.
Cu-Chi, Wednesday, August
27, 8:30 pm:
I have my plane ticket in
my locker and could leave tomorrow morning from Cu-chi, but they
made a mistake on my orders and I would just have to wait in Lon Binh or Oakland for
an extra day. So
I thought I'd wait right here in Cu-chi where I as
least have a place I can call my own.
The way it stands now, I'll
be home Sunday, probably even before this
letter, but writing makes me feel closer to you.
It's
drizzling right now after a very hot
day, but I guess you've been having your share
too. I think I
told you I caught
some sort of stomach infection in Hong Kong and have had a bad case
of the GI's the past few days. I
got so weak that I only wanted
to sleep, but
now the worst is over,
thanks to about six different kinds of pills.
I shipped my hold baggage, which should take about two weeks or so
to get there. I just threw everything I
had in a box and sent it off.
I sure can't wait to
get home dear. I really miss
you. I don't think you realize the full
extent of my love for you. It's endless
as the star filled skies, true
as the flight of an archer's arrow, strong as
Samson when he was in his prime,
and tender as a
father holding his newborn infant for the first time. I
guess I just
can't really tell you how much I love you although I'll try to
show you every chance I get.
If this letter comes
Saturday - expect me tomorrow. If it comes Monday - love me even
harder tonight my love.
See you in my dreams, Jon