|Christmas Eve in The Nam|
On this night, we were kicking back, drinking beer and being entertained by a USO-sponsored band from the Philippines.
All of a sudden the familiar sounds of M-16 and M-60 machine gun fire broke out in the northern sector (my sector) of our compound.
|Flares and Tracers|
My Battalion S-3 was shouting over the radio asking, "Where the hell is the fire coming from?"
"Who started firing, first?"
"What the hell were we firing at?"
"Why in hell were we firing our weapons?"
A humble voice from a yet-to-be determined foxhole finally replied, "'Cause it's Christmas, sir."
by Monty K. Nereim
San Diego, CA
“I am only one, but I am one. I can't do everything, but I can do something. The something I ought to do, I can do, and by the grace of God, I will.” ~Everett Hale
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