Bassbob
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He was a POW. They didn’t hand out K rations.
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He was a POW. They didn’t hand out K rations.
Crap, sorry.
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C-Rations: made 1938 to 1958.
C-ration - Wikipedia
But, we're were being given C-Rats, as well as the Nam-era Meal, Combat, Individual (MCI) version, in the late 70's on forest fires. The Govt had to clean out all that NOS somehow.
The cans with multi-colored ham-like meat were less than desirable.
You could pound nails with the crackers.
Got sick on some varieties, which were great for cleaning out the GI-system.
When we first started getting MRE's it was like eating 5-star restaurant food.
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Then there was what we called "Hair-Net" food that was served in the fire camps. It was cooked in barrels of boiling water in mesh sacks (aka "hair-nets") until done then poured out into a serving bin. It resembled a creamed chipped beef-like substance, then ladled on to your plate.
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jumpinjoe
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Be sure to thank him for his service from all of us!!!
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All POW's, current and former, are heroes deserving the highest honor and respect. Bless them all!
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It reminds me of the look I get when I tell people you can still eat meat when it has maggots, priceless.
*you can only heat it once you have to toss it after that.
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Bassbob
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Ray would never talk about Vietnam except in very general terms. He would talk about different animals he ate only because it came up in conversation once. When he got to rat he didn’t elaborate. But one time we were all drinking and after me and Scott prodded him he told us one story. About why he ate rat. He was in a bamboo cage half submerged in water and after a few weeks his captors thought he was near death because he hadn’t eaten anything and he was barely moving. At night though he was eating things he caught with his hands. Including rats. One day there were 2 VC guarding him and with him being “ near death” the one made the mistake of turning his back on him while the cage door was open. Ray jumped out and killed both of them. The only other thing he said was that body parts equaled R&R time. An ear, finger, etc. Ray was a green beret and from what I gather he was inserted and left to his own devices. Not sure where exactly. Ray passed several years ago. He was a pilot. Ray adjusted to civilian life and made good money flying medical equipment and donor organs in his plane.
One of my other buddies Max, (we call him baron von backhoe because I saw him literally dig up a 1000 gallon plastic septic tank with a shovel in about 3 hours) was a marine and he still hasn’t adjusted to civilian life. He has never talked to me about Vietnam. His brother is one of my best friends. The only thing Max ever told him was that he was Raider/Recon running seek and destroy missions in Cambodia and Laos. After years of living in the woods on family property in southern Missouri John( his brother) Finally got him to agree to go to the VA and try to get some help. They’re sitting in the office talking to the guy, who has Max’s record sitting in front of him, and the guy says, “ Max, it says here you were in Vietnam from “ whatever years his tour was”. Max replied “ No, I was never in country”. The guy’s like “ Max I’m looking at your record right now”. Max repeated very loudly “ I was never in country”. Max never did get help and as far as we know he’s living on the streets somewhere in Festus Mo. One time a lot of years ago I was bowhunting on their property down south. I was very well hidden about 20' up in a tree. All of a sudden I see two guys coming up " Heart attack hill". Guys I've never seen and knew weren't supposed to be there. Before I could set my bow on the hook I see Max step out in front of them. Max asks them what they're doing there. They told him they had permission from the owner to hunt. Without reply Max pulls out his Blackhawk .357 and points it right at the guy talking's head. The guy starts telling Max he's leaving and Max is telling him don't move mother F'er, you ain't going nowhere. At that point I made sure to make noise as I was climbing down from my stand and I walked up to Max and had to talk him into putting his gun down. Christ knows what would have happened if I hadn't been right there in that tree.
Vietnam F'ed a lot of people up. Not just nam though, I train with some young guys that did multiple tours in Afghanistan and Iraq. One of them in particular named Shannon Steele ( yes that's his real name) is this behemoth of a guy. He's about 6' and probably 275 lbs of pure, lean muscle. He is the quietest human I've ever met and absolutely will not discuss his deployments. Clearly he was very good at what he did. I'm guessing he was spec ops, but like I said, he won't say. All I know is he is the nicest, quietest guy on the planet, but he is a certified badass. He makes the rest of us look like little kids playing on a playground.
My hats off and my deepest gratitude to everyone here and everyone everywhere who served. You guys are ll heroes to me.
One of my other buddies Max, (we call him baron von backhoe because I saw him literally dig up a 1000 gallon plastic septic tank with a shovel in about 3 hours) was a marine and he still hasn’t adjusted to civilian life. He has never talked to me about Vietnam. His brother is one of my best friends. The only thing Max ever told him was that he was Raider/Recon running seek and destroy missions in Cambodia and Laos. After years of living in the woods on family property in southern Missouri John( his brother) Finally got him to agree to go to the VA and try to get some help. They’re sitting in the office talking to the guy, who has Max’s record sitting in front of him, and the guy says, “ Max, it says here you were in Vietnam from “ whatever years his tour was”. Max replied “ No, I was never in country”. The guy’s like “ Max I’m looking at your record right now”. Max repeated very loudly “ I was never in country”. Max never did get help and as far as we know he’s living on the streets somewhere in Festus Mo. One time a lot of years ago I was bowhunting on their property down south. I was very well hidden about 20' up in a tree. All of a sudden I see two guys coming up " Heart attack hill". Guys I've never seen and knew weren't supposed to be there. Before I could set my bow on the hook I see Max step out in front of them. Max asks them what they're doing there. They told him they had permission from the owner to hunt. Without reply Max pulls out his Blackhawk .357 and points it right at the guy talking's head. The guy starts telling Max he's leaving and Max is telling him don't move mother F'er, you ain't going nowhere. At that point I made sure to make noise as I was climbing down from my stand and I walked up to Max and had to talk him into putting his gun down. Christ knows what would have happened if I hadn't been right there in that tree.
Vietnam F'ed a lot of people up. Not just nam though, I train with some young guys that did multiple tours in Afghanistan and Iraq. One of them in particular named Shannon Steele ( yes that's his real name) is this behemoth of a guy. He's about 6' and probably 275 lbs of pure, lean muscle. He is the quietest human I've ever met and absolutely will not discuss his deployments. Clearly he was very good at what he did. I'm guessing he was spec ops, but like I said, he won't say. All I know is he is the nicest, quietest guy on the planet, but he is a certified badass. He makes the rest of us look like little kids playing on a playground.
My hats off and my deepest gratitude to everyone here and everyone everywhere who served. You guys are ll heroes to me.
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OK you got me. ServedI would like to agree...but what has been severed?
Sorry I could not resist
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Oh good, had me worried. Last time something was severed I couldnt walk for a few years.
