Hello all!

Skip, time seemed to take it's toll on everyone, from sickness, lack of food, lack of clean water, malaria, amoebic dysentery, skin ulcers, snake bites, insect bites, razor like cuts from kunai grass, festering wounds, trauma, shock, lack of sleep. Back then when a man was hit, he had to either walk out, limp or crawl out, be found and carried out, or simply die were he fell. We lived and fought at a time when helicopters were not in use, modern drugs and methods were not yet invented.

Bigfun, as far as a daily routine on the line in the jungle goes, imagine sitting up every night watching and listening while trying to stay sharp with your weapons at the ready, getting an hour or two of shut eye in the heat of midday, or a twenty minute nap here and there waking up covered in sweat and insects, hungry, damp and dirty, sores from cuts now infected and swollen, sore blistered feet, jungle rot, dehydration, sunburn, pin sized pieces of shrapnel may begin showing up on your arms, looking like a pimple, and feeling like the something off a wire wheel catching against the sleeve of your uniform.

Then there is something else, the occasional vivid nightmares begin when you do get a chance to sleep,
which is really no sleep at all. You feel rundown most of the time, and considering the amount of energy that may be required at any moment, it's a wonder anyone ever came home.

all for now,

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All the Best
Jack