My story about jumping into foxholes

The date was Feb 67. I was on my way back after a 30 day free leave for extending 6 months. Flew in to DaNang with a E-7 sitting next to me asking a billion questions. Now at that time transit was in hardbacks near the airfield, no Hilton yet. It is night and I am BSing with a team from 26 Marines. They there for rabies shots. All the sudden we hear a “freight trains” going over our heads. Then loud explosions on other side of airfield. Well this same E-7 runs in yelling about getting into the trenches. So being good Marines we get up go out and proceed to watch the FNG’s jump into a trench 1/2 full of water and mudd. We did not say a thing, just walked back to the hootch a went to sleep. Funny, never saw that Gunny agian. Semper Fi

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4 thoughts on “My story about jumping into foxholes”

  1. Brings back a memory. I had a similar experience, only I was on my way back. 4-Dec- 69 spent the night at the transit barracks and we were just sitting around talking and catching up with some guys that I have not seen since coming into country the year before. I think around midnight the incoming alert siren went off and the rockets started falling at the airbase. No one got too excited about it but we did go out into the bunkers along side the barracks . I do remember one guy standing in the middle of the road after shouting “You MFs had a whole Fn year to kill me so knock it the F off” We all walked back in and continued like nothing ever happened. SEMPER FI! Bill 0331

    1. Stood in line at transit for about 2 hours before some of us were told that no more flights were going out that day. We were sent to the transit barracks to spend the night. Went back next day and got processed only to be bumped by an emergency leave right before leaving for the airbase. That put me at the front of the line for the next flight. Nick 0311.

  2. 1969 An Hoa, 3rd 8″ How. Btry. Standing morning formation in front of hooch that had the refrigerator in case we ever got beer or sodas to put in it. Sand bag doughnut in front of hooch with several inches of empty beer/soda cans in it. Here come the rockets/mortars and everyone dives into the doughnut with me first. Being on the bottom of the pile, those cans were REAL uncomfortable.

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