Well, they got me. Greetings it said. Ft Dix wasn't my idea of THE place to spend the summer of '69. A lot of my friends in basic went to truck driving school there after basic was over. I didn't. I drew Chem School in Anniston AL. Chemical equiptment repair. 54D20. Gas masks, decon equiptment, flame throwers both backpack and mechanized. After two weeks off and some much needed AWOL time, I was off to Ft Lewis, Cam Rahn, Qui Nhon, and finally Phu Tai Valley. Other than the gas mask I was issued, I never laid eyes on another piece of chemical apparatus.
I arrived at the 5th Maint. compound still with no gun, er, weapon and wondering what my Uncle had against me that he would send me this far with my ass hangin out. Finally got to supply and was issued all the appropriate gear. I was instructed to lock the M14 in the rack, and as the well trained "soldier" that I had become, I ignored it.