These are Command Reports for the US Marines in Vietnam
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Cussing and Cursing
ChickenMan is a profane man.
God Damn adorns
most of his unguarded statements.
Shit and Fuck intersperse
questions and answers.
He is sarcastic,
but sometimes
tones himself down to ironic
If one is thickskinned and patient
A streak of practicality running deep and pure will be found.
For he is a man whose
processes are not rote,
but individually reasoned.
ChickenMan is not for sale.
He is highly spiritual
if mindfulness counts.
and Ridicules Relgious Reason
But prayed the Lord's Prayer
when struck by a
120 mm mortar round
in a fighting hole,
atop three new guys,
beside his best friend
who was rendered dead.
ChickenMan's crippled right side
carries the weight of
Gary R. Guest,
Fallen friend,
who died without him.
You asked me how I liked VietNam. Well I hate it. I'm out all day and night beating the bush. I live like an animal twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. I sleep on the ground with all the bugs and rats.
Site Explanation
The site has been created in an effort to put together many sources about this time: July 1968 thru May 1969 - ChickenMan’s tour In-Country. The site is a work in progress.
This site is organized by month. Each month contains command reports, which I typed from original scanned documents, focusing only on reports which either included all of 1/3 or those reports filed from Company C, ChickenMan’s company.
The month’s also contain letters written by ChickenMan from Vietnam. His memories of his time spent there are interspersed among the letters and reports.
In the seventies, ChickenMan wrote as a college assignment about his time in Vietnam. These narratives can be found by month as well. They end mid sentence August 14, 1968.
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