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FOUR CARRIED ONE


Its just like it happen yesterday. 
We four had to carry one. 
One at a time. 
Because the medevac zone. 
Was so small. 
The wounded first. 
To try and save a life. 
The dead, we placed aside. 
We were so busy. 
We did not notice. 
How tired we were. 
That we had made 4 trips. 
Of FOUR CARRIED ONE.
Was I dreaming? 
It was just like it.
Happened  yesterday. 
FOUR CARRIED ONE. 
~ Ricardo
 
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MillRatUSMC aka Ricardo

I served 10 years in the United States Marine Corps Followed by working 30 years in a steelmill of Northwest Indiana I'm now living in Altoona or is is it Al Tuna, PA

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MillRatUSMC aka Ricardo
<p>Operation Medina of October 1967 took place because the 1st Marine Division had moved north from Danang .</p><p>&nbsp;The area of the operation was part that the 3rd Marine Division did not cover.</p><p>For lack of enough man-power, we might have been lucky that most of the NVA were moving either towards Khe Sanh or Hue for Tet of 1968.</p>
MillRatUSMC aka Ricardo
<p>On 18 October 1967, my infantry company of Golf Company 2nd Battalion 1st Marines.</p><p>Was traveling in a two companies column, trying to get to Highway 1 in South Vietnam.</p><p>We were in a national forest that was quite thick.</p><p>So we had to travel on a path that was cut by the Vietnamese.</p><p>The Nationa Vietnamese Army of Vietnam (NVA) let my infantry through the killing zone of an ambush.</p><p>And open-ed fire on the last company of Hotel Company 2nd Battalion 1st Marines.</p><p>At the same time firing a few mortar rounds in our direction.</p><p>Lucky they were hitting some way ahead.</p><p>Events of that day, led to my writing of that day in FOUR CARRIED ONE.</p>

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