Thank you for your kind words.
Whenever I mention my Vietnam service I always reveal that I was a REMF. You G.I.s out there know what that acronym means. Sometimes I am almost ashamed to admit I was there at all. Being stationed in Long My Depot in Qui Nhon was a life of ease. Qui Nhon was an In-Country R&R center and the ROK Tiger Division kept the VC far away from our area of operations. We had little to do but get drunk, steal things from the Depot, and ....well, you know what Bored G.I.s do...
When I would travel into Qui Nhon itself, I would run into real soldiers, on R&R. That means Infantry, men who actually fought and died. Both Army and Marines. Men who got the crap end of the stick, and they knew it.
Those men had, and will always have, my undying respect. They were the real soldiers. They made history. I was a footnote.
My only consolation was knowing that I helped supply them with with the arms, ammo and food they needed to fight. And maybe we provided a smile or two as well. We would sometimes include a copy or two of PLAYBOY magazine in the shipment..