08-05-02

Flew down to the "Base", tried to catch a ride on a C-130, but too many Marines flying out.  I spotted a Huey down the runway preparing to take off so I ran to it and threw my bag in the back.  Much to my surprise the bag hit the foot of the Commanding General, 3rd Marine Division.  The general asked, "Son where are you going."  I replied, "Going to Hawaii to see my Sweetie."  The general replied, "We are going to Dong Ha."  By this time the Huey was airborne and my reply was, "Guess I'll miss my flight."

We did land at Dong Ha, but the general set me aboard his chase Huey and directed them to take me to Da Nang.  Spent the night on a Boeing 707 flying to my Sweetie in Hawaii on my R&R.