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"Sometimes you just gotta take the Bull by the tail and look him in the eye!" --
Lyndon B. Johnson
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Bravo 1-1 Pony, during a break, parked on the
shoulder of Highway 4. James E. Harrison (Harry)
was
1-1 Delta and a very special human being. Harry
has died since the War. You are deeply missed, Harry.
Clockwise from above Harry in the Command Seat,
Sgt. "Frenchie" DeLong, Tim Holt, Jerry Drake, John Taylor in
the fifty, and the man who gave "Dudley DoRight"
his nick name. If you see yourself in this picture
and still know your name, drop a note in the Hotel Bravo
Guest Book and identify what job you had after you
left
Bravo, so we can know it is you. We'd like to see
you again. Your's was the best sense of humor
there
until Tom Wright showed up in February. There is
an interesting story behind "Harry's" hat, if you
can get anyone to tell you. Another interesting
story is that instead of just "dead air" over the
head
phones "Harry" wore as Driver, he spliced in his
tape deck so he could hear his tunes while he
drove.
Hendrix was one of his favorites. "Harry" was
always Cool. There can never be another "Harry".
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Jimmy Weed. 1-3 Delta and chauffeur to four or
five
Junior officers who were
successively known as Bravo 1-6.
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During our tours, after several
months in
the bush, we became
numb and less vulnerable, resulting in
not letting ourselves retain personal
information about new men who came into
our
lives as easily, though we often got
close anyway.
Because of the nature of the trauma of
combat, retention of names and events has been difficult. We can
remember having feelings for someone, but
not so
much the details of the relationship.
Though it makes us feel embarrassed, some
of
the men in the pictures on these pages we
can
not name. If we could, it would help us find them today
to
let them know about reunions, and to
find out how they are doing.
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Thanks to John Spizzirri for his graphic, "FIREY"!
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Where am I? Where am I going? Life without a map
made men dependent on someone else who had a
map, who could actually read one, in whom they
could place their trust, that they would not be
lost or misplaced so a Dustoff
couldn't find them, or so they wouldn't be
ambushed, or blown off the planet by faulty fire
direction, due to poor map reading
skills of that individual. Above is much of
Thunder Road, south from Tan-An to
Binh Phuoc (near reference point "Ann").
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While waiting for the convoy trucks to unload in Dong-Tam, we relaxed under the shade of some trees
by the main gate. B 1-3, Ken Bodewitz, seated, and B 1-3 Delta, Jimmy Weed, standing.
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Our deepest Gratitude for the Sounds used on Hotel Bravo. See the H.B. Credits page.
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