Last is best.
I keep seeing all those lighters covered in sweat.
Wish I still had mine, Kill a Commie for Christ, Zap a Zip for Jesus.
Popular in my time.
Those are fascinating. Sort of a late 20th century version of scrimshaw.
Those are great! I remember as a kid with GIs coming home I knew talking about “Zippo Raids” on Charlie villages.
My Marine buddy picked up some of that lingo while in Nam. Love to listen to him when he’s p*****.
I had one with a map of Vietnam (N & S) in which Tam Ky was the only city.
ARVNs, Chieu Hois and PRUs thought that pretty funny.
OMG you mean our troops were allowed to SMOKE? But I mean, that’s SOOOOOOOOOOoooooo bad for your health!!!! (Just thought I’d impart ‘today’s emasculated male mindset’ in stark contrast to the real men of Vietnam).
I remember seeing lots of lighters with worse statements at the shops on Okinawa. Don’t know if they were Zippo or not.
I’ve been to Vietnam a few times on business recently. An American ZIPPO lighter, particularly with a cool logo or marking is among best gifts you can give to a man there.
excellent
I had a lighter from Viet Nam engraved with the name of every city and Ville I was in. When I went to Okinawa it fell from my shirt pocket and was lost in the sea.
I didn't notice it until I could feel it burning my leg.
If he is referring to the American public, then I would agree wholeheartedly......
But if he is referring to the Vietnamese who he is helping to defend, then I would disagree.
I don't think there is one first generation Vietnamese who made it to the U.S. who is ungrateful for our sacrifices in Vietnam.........
With that being said, those who were never able to escape the country and felt the wrath of the invasion of the North Vietnamese in 1975, I'm sure they would have some hostility towards the United States, thanks in part to our own Democrat controlled congress who refused to appropriate additional military assistance for South Vietnam in the event that the North violated the Paris Peace Accords of 1973...........
Which they did and the rest is history.......
I’m not sure about the rest of the country, but it’s not easy finding lighter fluid around here. Used to be common, but now only a few places carry it.
Fascinating! Thank you, beaversmom.
For the longest time I thought my Vietnamese name was Numba Ten. They all loved to call me that.
Plus I always found the young ladies riding sideways on motorcycles to be very very attracted to me. They all had their drivers pull up to me on the street and ask if I wanted to have a good time.