Proud to say that I worked that mission as a young software jockey at MSC.
It happened during my first Christmas without my father, who was in Vietnam as a FAC.
I'd stare at the photo wondering if I could see where I lived and where my father was half a world away.
Of course I couldn't see where he was, but it was good enough for me to imagine I could and that it would do until he finally made it home the following summer.
Fortunately for us, he did return home to a very grateful family but not so to a very turbulent country.