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All "Hotel Bravo" gif Banners, advertising Hotel Bravo, are made by PTSD Nam Vets in dank
workshops below ground. Banners are free to anyone who wants to display them and link to the old
flea bag, if you know how to peel them off the page. However, to get them to restick, you may want to
apply new glue. Caution! May disintegrate in rain, BUT LOOK GREAT ON BUTTSTOCKS! Be the first in your neighborhood!
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Ray Ellis, of the 1-2 Squad, hunkers down next to a tree for a needed break.
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Beating hooves, a cloud of dust, and a hearty, "Hi-o Silver."
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Having dropped off the empty flat beds at Check Point 39, we head South to Ben-Luc for supper and
Bridge guard duty through the night. Another one hundred and twenty miles under our belts. Sunny
days were not bad, but when it rained, riding on top of the tracks down the highway at fifty miles an
hour, became bizarre. With needle spray drops of rain driving themselves into us horizontally, the
load thrum of the engine, and the vibration from the treads on the road, we were cold and miserable,
but found that we could actually sleep in this peculiar condition, and did, sitting balanced on boxes
with our rifles across our knees, frozen to the bone. Sometimes men would argue strenuously over who
would get to sit in the fumes of the warm exhaust, just to be warm. Once in 1981, as we were caught in a
construction zone, we pulled up slowly next to an asphalt paving machine. Suddenly their were the
thrumming sounds of a big V-6 diesel and exhaust fumes blowing in our drivers window and just as
suddenly, we were no longer in 1981, caught in a construction zone in Iowa. God, we love the smell of
diesel exhaust fumes in the hot afternoon humidity. They smell like.......The Viet-Nam War.
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History many moments each include a past, present, and future....
The VetWives Home Page
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Our deepest Gratitude for the Sounds used on Hotel Bravo. See the H.B. Credits page.
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