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We were not allowed booze in the hootch, so we rummaged
through the officer's garbage cans to find their empties which we decorated
with. Now, if you believe that I have another one for you!
- Photo by, Cpl.
Martin L. Edwards
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Medical evacuations, bullets, beans and water were
extremely important to our Grunts, but nothing was better for morale than
to hear from their loved ones back in the "world." Here we are hauling
the mail.
- Photo by, Cpl.
Martin L. Edwards
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Three more excellent metal smiths.
From left, unknown, Cpl.
Ray Quesenberry, and
my good friend Cpl. John Henry Harris, Jr. who was killed in action on
January 27, 1969. Click here for the narrative.
- Photo by, Cpl.
Martin L. Edwards
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Me, Cpl. Edwards on the left, and Cpl. Bruce Schwartz
on R&R at the Bangkok Zoo. Went King Salmon fishing with Bruce
in 1985 and got a 63 pounder. Bruce is a guide and outfitter in Alaska.
- Photo by, Cpl.
Martin L. Edwards
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Even the Marine Corps realized all work and no play
was not acceptable. This day the whole squadron stood down from flying
and we had a party. From left Cpls, Don Cox,
Doug Beasley, Martin Edwards, and DeaconHannon
Photo by, Cpl.
Martin L. Edwards
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