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Hippies & Heros
My Marine and I have been married sixteen years and counting. We love each other a great deal, even if our day to day existence can get quite testy. We say we are each other's last spouse. CC was hit by recoilless rifle round in Vietnam in 1969 and was retired from the Marines with over 100% in disabilities. He has led a colorful life and now struggles as his mobility deteriorates and the amount of pain he is in accelerates. I am the Aaron to his Moses because I am his story teller, the chronicler of his escapades. This blog is mostly about our current VA experiences and what is like to live with a war veteran 40 years after the fact of war. PS, I am friending all who are veterans, or families of veterans (whether I agree with their posts or not) This is to make this a site where you can see the full diversity of those who pay for our wars. So if you "come out" as a veteran, family member or someone devoted to their issues, I will friend you.


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SEPTEMBER 16, 2009 3:10PM

Typhoon Agnes, Sept 5, 1968: Vietnam

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CC’s mama was a historian. She kept a treasure trove of old letters, scraps of paper and memories..
After her death, I found all the letters CC wrote from boot camp and Vietnam. I began a notebook, putting each letter in a protective sheet and in chronological order.   
Prefacing this great find, I have been writing CC’s stories down almost since the time I met him. I have heard bits and pieces of his experiences in Vietnam for 17 years.  I have heard how he never wanted ever to be hungry again, that food and shelter were tops on his list anytime and anywhere. From the moment I met him, he has been feeding me and my children and all of my extended family and his too.  
The following letter was written in CC's 2nd month In Country, he is on a mountain in the DMZ and he is in the third day of a typhoon. The letter is spattered with rain drops. It follows.
5 Sept 68
Dear Mom,
You ain’t going to believe what I’m going to tell you. Well I’m up here on this Mountain. We’re in the middle of a typhoon, like a hurricane. The wind is blowing and I am cold and very wet. We have a hootch built so it keeps a little rain out. We haven’t been resupplied for 3 days. We have been making soup out of water and ketchup and a little onion I brought with me. What I would do with some food right now. We have also been drinking hot kool-aide to try to keep our stomachs warm. Hot Kool-aid is pretty good when you’re cold. I don’t know what we are going to do for food tomorrow. We are all out of ketchup and onion. Maybe we will think of something.
I hope you have sent my package because I sure will be starved when I get it. I want you to send me another package when you get this letter. Send some soup, any kind except tomato. Here: a list of stuff to send me.
Soup in cans and packaged dry soup, cookies, parmesan cheese in a box, canned fruit. Ketchup in little plastic containers like you get in restaurants, tuna fish, pies, shake a pudding. Little packets of mayonnaise, chef boyardee ravioli, spaghetti and meat balls, cans of corn and peas and a box of instant potatoes, salt & pepper, a lot of canned meats like sardines, spam, potted meat, canned beef stew, brownies & fudge a whole coconut. Heinz's 57 sauce for my c-rations, pound cake, strawberries, french bread, angel food cake. Mom I know this sounds like a lot but I don’t even want to go hungry again. You can use the money I send home to buy all this with. Please send it all , please.
I am hungry, Mom. You will never know how hungry I am. Please send it now. Please. Mom if you send it to me you’ll make the happiest person in the world. I hope you send it the day you get this letter.
Well, it’s pretty dark now so I’ll have to go. Write soon and please send the package today.
Love always your son, CC
P.S. I’m hungry.

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I remember this typhoon; never had I been so wet...even when surfing. I think it took a week to dry out and talk about humid. We were in the bush and I shall never forget that wind. Even Charlie took cover from it. Shortly after that came Tet....and the rest is history.