I volunteered for VN in ‘70 to get out of our drug ridden racially divided kaserne. Much safer out in War Zone C than in the barracks at night with various stoners, dealers, junkies, and race haters running around.
Much safer out in War Zone C than in the barracks at night with various stoners, dealers, junkies, and race haters running around.
Those were the times when “low risk criminals” had a choice of going in the army or going to jail. We had some real treasures in the women’s barracks.