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Hey Ramrods do you remember when we all talked the talk:
Beer "33"-Veitnamese Beer
Bic-Vietnanmese for understand
Beaucoup-French for very many e.g. There's beaucoup VC
Charlie-Viet Cong, Charles, Chuckie Chuck, Mr. Charlie, Nook the Gook, Victor Charlie and VC
Chop Chop-Food, to eat
Choi Hoi-Vietnamese expression for "Good Heavens" or Oh my God"
Chu Hoi-Captured or converted NVA/VC working for US Forces as a scout or interpeter
*Claymore Corners-Often a truble spot, it was the area east of Lai Khe and north of Fire Support Base Holiday Inn and Riley where Highway 1A; 2A and 16 converge.
Cauncook-Vietnamese ID Card
Dear John-Break up letter from a girl friend
Di di mau-Get outof here, get out of here quickly,scram, get lost
Dinky-dau-Mentally unbalanced, crazy
Doughnut Dolly-Female Red Cross Volunteer
Daring 6-Call sign for 2/2 Infantry
Danger 77- Call signfor 1st Division Commander
Danger 78- Call sign for Assistant Division Commander
Danger 79- Call sign for Assistant Division Commander
Dauntless- Call signfor 2/28th Infantry
Defiant-Call sign for 1/28th Infanttry
Devil 6- Call sign for 3rd Brigade Commander
Devour- Call sign for 1/16th Infantry
Dogface- Call sign for 1/18th Infantry
Dracula-Call sign for 1/2 Infantry
Duty 6- Call sign for 1st Brigade Commander
Dreadnaught- Call sign for Company B; 2nd Battalion, 34th Armor
Dustoff- Medical Evac Helicopter
Firefight- Shoot-out between Division soldiers and VC/NVA
Freedom Bird- A ny plane that took Divisionsoldiers back to the states at the end oftheir tour of duty
Elephant Grass- Tall, razor edged grass
FNG- Fking New Guy
"45"-Vietnamese Whisky
Grunt- Popular name for Division infantryman (Boonie Rat)
Hooch-Living Quarters
Humping or humping the boonies- Carying a heavy load-towork the jungle or remote area outside a base-camp or city on a search and destroy (S and D); reconnaissance in force or search and clear missions
Hot LZ- A landing zone under fire as aircraft is landing
Klick- Short for kilometer (1000 meters)
LP- Listening Post-generally a 3 man position posted outside of the FSB;NDP or basecamp to serve as an early warning of enemy activity outside of the perimeter
LZ- Landing Zone
Mama-san- Mature Vietnamese woman
Nam- (the Nam)- Short for Vietnam
NDP- Night Defensive Position
Number One- Good or best
Number Ten- Bad or worst-number 10,000
Papa-san-Mature or elderly Vietnamese man
Short time-Sex with a Vietnamese female-paid for or not
Short timer- Soldier getting close to the end oftour of duty in Vietnam
Spooky- Air plane equipped with mounted minguns and rockets flying at a very high altitude
Stand down- When the Division combat unitsreturned from the field for rest and recreation (Hello Lai KHE VILLAGE)
Tee Tee- very small or little bit
Thump gun- M79 grenade launcher
Thunder road- Name given to (Route 13) Highway 13which ran from Saigon to Loc Ninh
*Thunder Run- Expeidient method for checking roads for mines which involved speeding down the road with a tracked vehicle as fast enough so that ny mines detonated would hopefully explode behind the vehicle and out of harms way---always had me scared shitless...ha, ha, ha....
Two digit midget- Someone with fewer than 100 days left in Vietnam
Wake-up- As in 10 days and a wake-up-The last days of a Division soldier's tour of duty in Vietnam
Daring 19er- Battalions Chaplains call sign for my dear friend Chaplain Austin Moon who gave the memorial service at Thunder #2 after the battle on 3 April 1968. Curtis Parker Daring Bravo Bandit 31.
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| Broz |
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Curtis,
Welcome home, Good memory, I forgot half of them till you rattled my cobweb filled brain. Thanks,
Steve Brozyna
A 2/2 68-69
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| The Saint |
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Another word was.
MOY- savage- use to discribe the Moun-yard people natives that reside on the mountains.
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| John Kerins |
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Some of my favorites were commo check.
"How do you read me?"
"Too loud and too often!"
When you wanted to tell guy to get lost with,
"Dee dee my A O!" or "Clear my net!"
Mad minutes were always fun.
All the names for the various choppers, Hueys, Slicks, Shit-Hooks, Jolly Green Giants, or the LOACH Eggbeaters and Bublebees.
Puff the Magic Dragon, another name for Spooky.
Rome Plows, Chop-Chop 6, SOS, Prick-25, Crispy Critters, Ho Chi Minh Sandals,Tropical Bars, “A Date With Chris” Chris Noel’s show on Radio Lai Khe.
Some other terms I thought of;
"Busting track" or "Busting jungle" “No sweat G.I” “It don’t mean nothing.” “Ain’t no thing, but a chicken wing on a string.” "FUBAR" "In country" "Back in the world" "Kit Carsons", "Marvin the ARVN" "Ruffs & Puffs"
My favorite expression I heard in Vietnam and I only heard this once, January 9, '69 was;
"Bandit, Bandit, Bandit! Be prepared to take sniper fire from the west side of the road!"
I'm still trying to figure out what you did, hauling ass down Highway 13, to PREPARE to take sniper fire. Incidenlty, that sniper turned out to be a mile long ambush. Danger, Devil, Daring, Bravo (at one time or another) 4-2Golf, 4-2Delta, 4-2, 4-0, 4-5, 4-6 (when I was acting plt leader I'd never answer to 4-6 and that used to piss of 6's RTO.)
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| Fred Burgan |
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My favorite coming over the airways was "What the F**K, OVER"
Of course nobody ever took credit for that one.
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| harold defibaugh |
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how about those wait-a-minute vines, that was some bad stuff, it was like walking through barb wire!!!!!!!!!!!!!
harold defibaugh
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| Richard Brown |
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How about the red ants. They would cover our tracks when you hit their tree and make you take your clothes off.
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| John Kerins |
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Once I saw a track way ahead in line hit a tree and EVERYONE unassed and came running back swatting all over themselves. At the time we thought they had hit a tree and a beehive dropped on the track, but it could have been ants?
I remember that day we had one fellow hit by a sniper. Despite that, some of the guys running back had tossed their weapons to have both hands to fight whatever bugs were after them. I always thought those guys were nuts to drop their weapons, but I was never covered by those ants, or bees. Thank god!
Another time we were busting through about 15 foot high bamboo, and the stalks were falling all over the tops of the tracks. Someone started talking about bamboo vipers, the ol' Two Step, another term from back then. After that everyone on top was just watching the bamboo falling on the tracks. Charlie could have been holding a parade ten feet away and no one would have noticed.
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| Steve DeLacy |
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What about all the money we spent on "Saigon Tea" down at the village bars in Lai Khe, and Phu Loi.
Hey, at least the penicillin shots were free.
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My favorite was always, "Goodaim your Mom Called" and you need to go home it's getting dark.
Goodaim
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 SAY IF I REMEMBER RIGHT YOU NEVER LIKE YOUR MOM ANYWAY; THAT'S WHY YOU LOVED AMBUSH SO MUCH OR WAS IT YOU LIKE GOING BACK TO BASE CAMP ON THE SUPPLY SHIP AND BEING GOODIES BACK TO THE FIELD,OR GETTING SEEING GOGGLES
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you guys should write all these down. do it in three copies. 1 div musuem,2 army museum, ft. belvoir, va and th inf museum in ga. years are going bye and that info will be lost. larry might want one too. take care joe |
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| Dennis E Peterson |
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Yes, I remember 'wait a minute vines', I still have a 8 stich scar between my right thumb and forefinger from those bastards. On or about Sept. Oct. 1966. We (The 1/2 HHC and the other line companies) were stationed at Quan Loi pulling security for the airstrip for about a month. The reason we were at Quan Loi was because of the huge hit the companies took in August '66. I recall approximately 20-30% casualties(Joe Foy could be more specific with the numbers). We needed fresh 'FNG'S'!! Remember the "FNG" moniker. Anyway, our squad pulled a recon patrol and after 4-5 hours of dense bamboo, I was sick of ducking and lifting those vines over my head. So, I pulled straight up on one and it cut my hand like it was butter!! the vine was approx. 1/4th inch thick, too!! My hand bled for a good half hour! Also, one of the guys in the squad got a leech on his dick! We used to burn leeches off with lit cigarettes. We offered to remove the leech with a cigarette, but the guy said, "No f**king way, stay away from me!!"
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| harold defibaugh |
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the only thing worse than those wait-a-minute vines is razor concertena wire we had to put up when i worked for the fed prison. we had to use special type gloves, and even those didn't help sometimes. i have seen guys cut to pieces even while wearing them.
harold w. defibaugh
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dec 67-dec 68
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| John Venn |
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(I tried to post this earlier but it didn't post) Talk about wait-a-minute, we went out of a field base camp on an ambush partrol. It was a short distance but we ran into wait-a-munute and started working our way through, it took a an hour and a half to get about five hundred yards. By the time we got in position it was very dark. We were all cut and had ripped fatgues. Later, someone heard movement to our front and threw a grenade, which hit the vines and sprang right back on us. Everyone got real small real quick and (Thank God!) no one was hit. Wai-a-minute brings back many memories! |
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| Dennis E Peterson |
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I also remember the red ants! Holy Crap!! One day in the field I came upon a nest of the little f**ckers. We were about to settle down for the night inside the line company perimeter. I picked a spot near two trees close together and at that time we had hammocks. I know, early on we learned that hammocks were a bad Idea. I know, Comfy to sleep in, BUT! Not only the ants, and bugs and snakes, but Shrapnel would easily ruin your day/night. So I proceed to sting it up and lo and behold, a red ant nest was right over my head! It was made out of leaves and it was full! You know when the ants are set on fire they scream! We burned the big nest and then I proceeded to sack out some where else.
Dennis
1/2 HHC '66-'67
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| John Kerins |
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I guess those ants had their uses? There were two fellows in my platoon who when we were securing Highway 13, within a day or two, would spend their entire pay on beer and broads. Well one of these guys, sick of the ‘lack of response’ displayed by the typical ‘short time girl’, filled a small vile with ants and put it in his pocket. During the tender encounter he slipped the vile out of his, now around his knees, trousers and sprinkled them under her posterior. With that ‘motivation’ she started to twitch and yelp. So he started yelling, “Yeah baby! Give it to me! Oh yeah!” He claimed it was the animated amorous engagement he had been involved in, and worth every ‘p’ he spent. |
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OH MY!!! What encounter's we have had in the Nam. Well I suppose I need to put my two cents in. Red Ants or fire ants whatever you want to call them... but the real name for them is Weaver Ants like so many of you have said have found their nest in the leaves of trees.
Well here is my two cents.
It was right after Operation Quyet Thang The Black Scarf's were at Song Be for the big transitions that was taking place to replace the orginal Boys of Delta Company!
Recon. 29er Platoon whom I was a member of and proud ot it. We were on ambush a few clicks from Song Be. Lt. A.C. Green was our Platoon Leader and we had set up a nice L-Shape Ambush with a road running parrell to a trail that ran into the road.
We had our Claymore's out and settled down to wait..and any of you that has been on ambush you don't slap mosquitos or say ouch!!! etc.
Well, it just so happened that I was laying right on top of some Red Ants and they are.. biting the crap out of me, so I asked McCully who was next to me and he was next to Lt. Green, if I could move just about an inch or so and when I asked... it was so soft of a breath not to dare to give away our positon much less move to make any noise of any sort. I did not dare move an inch unless I had permsission to do so period. And the answer came back to me from Mcully from Lt. Green, you may move a little bitty bit. Woaaa Thank You so much Lt. Green. Nope we did not blow our ambush. Lucky V.C.
Luthe Patton
Black Scarf Battalion 1/2
One Of The Boy's Delta Company, RTO
Recon. 29er Platoon RTO, Point Man
Nam June 67 June 68
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| JNohn Venn |
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Red Ants leads us to DDT. Remember the green cans of DDT? We used to have the little fuckers rain down when the antenna would slice a nest or we would smack a tree (with the APC) and the ants (and sometimes a snake) would fall on down. We would drench ourselves in DDT to kill the little bastards. I used to use motar charges to burn their nests (slice through the leaves, put a little yellow charge into the slice and light it off). Poof, dead red ants!
Also, how did they know to climb up you leg without being detected so they could bite your dick? I hated them!
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One day on patrol when I was A company and under the great direction of one MPL we hit a dam nest of bees that lived in the ground.
Stung the S**T out of us. In fact it was so bad we evacuated a bunch of guys by chopper. Oh, that MPL, if he couldn't get us in a fire fight he was dam sure going to see to it we were going to fight someone or something.
MPL AKA Major Mark Lowery (bravest dude I ever saw) but don't tell him I said so.
Goodaim
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| Dennis E. Peterson |
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OK How about another ant story: While at Quan Loi, I was on guard duty an it's time to wake the next shift. I went (it was pitch dark, more like felt my way) over to the next guy's hooch** to wake him. I heard this rustling and hissing sound right below or near the entrance where his feet were. Remember it's real dark. No flashlights on guard duty, snipers! I put my hand down (stupid idea) to kinda figure out what the sound was. I felt on my hand and arm the things crawling up and biting. I had to turn on the flashlight to see and lo and behold a huge nest of black fire ants were about to eat that guy alive. I dusted off the ants and we sprayed the entire area. The next day he moved.
** Hooch? I paid the Montagnards 3p to build us a hooch out of bamboo after our poncho shelter was destroyed by a rain storm. Nice!
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| Dennis E Peterson |
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Luther, Same thing happened to me. A sniper took some pot shots at us and we had to get low. Well wouldn't you know it! I landed on an ant hill. I couldn't get my sleeves rolled down fast enough!!! Got bit up! At least the bug juice worked pretty well.
Dennis
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| John Venn |
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How about the leeches? They were in the water and on damp jungle land. They could find your skin if there was even a very small opening and you would not feel them. If you pulled them off, you would bleed for a long time. Our whole squad laid down for the night out in some damp jungle and one of the guys found some leeches on his leg and we all started looking and we all had them. We had to move our position to a dryer area, but I don't think anyone got much sleep that night.
They were nasty little creatures!
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| John Venn |
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You get ready to go on an ambush and load on the bug juice. The juice immediately screws up your cammo and you start sweating the juice off. By the time you get into position, you have sweated all the bug juice off and are getting bit to sh*t by the little blood suckers. You wind up going back to camp in the morning looking like you have some strange bumpy skin deasease. Mosqitoes sucked! |
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