My Trip To Vietnam

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Vietnam It is the day before my wedding and all I can think about is how lucky of a man I am. My future wife and I go downtown for some last minute wedding preparations and we run into the secretary of the draft board. Of course, everyone knows about the U.S. government deciding to draft people for the war, but I had hoped I would not be chosen. The secretary of the draft board told me she had mailed me a wedding gift earlier today. My heart sinks into my stomach because I know exactly what she sent. The next day (Our Wedding Day) on top of all the emotions I am feeling about my wedding, I receive the letter informing me I had to go to Oklahoma City in May to take a physical for the draft. The following month I receive my “draft notice” informing …show more content…

Although I still cannot live with my wife on the base, she is still able to move into an apartment in Sierra Vista, which is located just outside of our base. I receive weekend passes that allow me to visit her every weekend. Although the pass only allowed me to see her for five hours, every second was precious. Living without my wife is the hardest part of this entire experience. Finally my time at Fort Huachuca comes to an end and I am sent to Fort Gordon, Georgia where I am trained as a teletype operator. Again, my wife cannot live with me but she is able to live with some friends close by. Besides the 4 p.m. to 2 a.m. classes every weekday for teletype practice, Fort Gordon did not provide much excitement. Following my training, I receive word that I have a thirty day pass to fly back home to Hobart, Oklahoma before I am sent off to Vietnam. Over these thirty days not a single day goes by where I do not think about what is going on in Vietnam. The pass allows me to gain my sanity back before I actually go to war, but in reality it just makes my sanity worse. I have all day to worry about what might happen instead of being busy all day. These thirty days fly by, and in a blink of the eye I am in Oakland, California being processed to go to Vietnam. With a few signatures on pieces of paper, I am on my flight to the most dangerous country …show more content…

Everyone assumes a truce has been called for the Vietnamese to celebrate TET. Everyone has gone home, but the North and Viet Cong attack over one hundred Vietnamese cities and US military bases over South Vietnam. “As the celebration of the lunar new year, Tet is the most important holiday on the Vietnamese calendar” so everyone assumes that they will celebrate on the actual day (history.com). When all of this occurs our sergeant demands for the squad leader to send someone to the DMZ. Before he can even say my name, I knew this was how he planned on getting his payback. “Stockton, you’re up.” I am already in my tent gathering up my things to head to the hottest zone in the world. Upon arrival, the North drops mortar shells causing mass devastation and injuries to myself and everyone surrounding the area. Pieces of shrapnel explode in my face forcing me to the ground in agony. “AHHH! Someone help me!” I scream at the top of my lungs. Immediately I am loaded up and taken to a field hospital nearby. The shrapnel completely misses my eye, but the pain is incomprehensible. With this, I receive orders that I am going home. My sergeant asks me if I want to wait a couple days to receive my Purple Heart, but I tell him to “shove that Purple Heart up his ass. I want to go home.” On September 3rd, 1968 I am discharged from the US Army. Forty-three years later, I receive my Purple Heart from the hard work of my oldest

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