Christmas in Việt Nam

1.  Our sad little Christmas tree.

2.  The box it came in, being held by Alan Ormond’s roomate, whose name I don’t remember.

3.  The Canadian Club next to the tree might have been someone’s Christmas gift; these bottles left on top of the revetments around the hooch were more representative of what the hard-liquor-drinkers liked.

4.  The other half of my room; I know it’s my room because it was the only one painted black.  My roomate left on November 30th, however, having received a one-month drop, and I can’t imagine he would have left his precious decorations, so this must have been taken before that date.

5.  Some of us, as part of the festivities, marked our rooms.  This was SFC Hutchinson’s room.

6.  This was the sign I had on my room for several days.  Notice there is a padlock hasp on the door.  That’s because beer and soft drinks began disappearing from my refrigerator some time before this picture was taken.

Since we were dismantling the entire site except for the hooch (even the toilets went) as part of Vietnamization, a number of formerly necessary signs became available.  One day, I was working on the manifests for the vast numbers of crates we were shipping out, when three people dashed up to the door of my room.  One held the door shut, one held the sign, and the third nailed it to the door, and then they all ran off laughing.

7.  I liked it so much I kept it.  Not that I’m a Grinch or anything.

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