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Flight from Quinn Nhon to Saigon

Shot Gun X
E-4
Dennis W.P. Davis
Chicago

DdWwPpDd@aol.com

Flew from Quinn Nhon to Saigon, had to defecate bad, asked the pilot about a latrine at the fuel up point, I think NaTrang.

He told me no latrine on base. I could not belive it, when we landed the crew chief threw me a C-Ration roll of toilet paper. He told me that I would need it. I thought those guys where B.S. 'n me.

So I thought I'm going to find a Latrine, after about 20 minutes or so walking up and down the air strip I could not find a latrine. All the time lugging my ,M-60 with me.

Finally I could not hold it any longer. Looked around for a secluded area, ..... HIGH BRUSH! ! A FEW DYING TREES!!, A LITTLE COVER FROM A DIRT MOUND!! Perfect place to relieve my churnning stomach and get back to the chopper........." I THOUGHT".....


My fatigues came down, squatting and leaning on my M-60 and helmut in front of me. ALONE!!!! ....NO WAY.

Two seconds later a parade of locals, women and children marched twenty feet in front of me from around the dirt mound that I did not see a trail in front of it; saw me taking a good CRAP. Laughing as they passed by.


I had a story to tell the pilots and crew chief when I got back. They laughed thier asses off. "Sorry about that."