Dennis H. Dutton
The Bottom Line
On Dragon Mountain, we were cut off for weeks. When our food and water ran low, they choppered them in. It took that long to mop up the area and make it safe for truck and jeep traffic.
at night on the bunker
watching stars and tracers
One afternoon, at twilight, I saw just how costly the war was, and why we would eventually lose it. What I saw was one man in black pajamas running on the levee of a rice paddy, so far below that he looked like an ant. He was running hard, and with reason--a Huey helicopter gunship was shooting at him.
Once, he stopped. I think he must have been hit, but he didn't fall. Then he kept going, trying to make a copse of trees. The gunship fired without letup.
He almost made those trees.
falling in the paddy
all I can see from here
How much did it cost in dollars to kill that one man? Too much. How much in honor? Too much.
It might have been from this time that I remember this image:
shaving in my helmet
someone else's face
in the mirror
I don't know. I do know that I had changed, thoug not nearly as much as some:
in each pocket for luck
a shriveled ear