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Vietnam, A Personal Journey
Vietnam Dog Tags.com ^ | Stacey

Posted on 09/26/2002 5:09:35 AM PDT by Jen

Young woman travels to Vietnam and purchases US military dog tags in hopes of returning them to veterans or their family members.


My name is Stacey. I am 33 years old and have been a Firefighter with a West Coast City for the past 4 years; a paramedic for 8. I have had the fortunate opportunity of coming into contact with many Veterans, most now on the brink of retirement. I feel extremely honored to have heard some of your courageous and painful stories. To know of your reluctance to speak after 30 years...the hell and the horror you endured, is so sad to me. The thought of boys forced to become men, or even young men forced to become "old" men doesn't seem fair. And, though the saying goes of love and war...all is fair. I am not sure it has as much to do with fairness as it does "survival."

After researching and speaking with many Veterans, I have come to find a common thread amongst the intricate, confusing and complicated fabric in time. I found threads of pure "truth" in the expressions of some who had real difficulty. Not only while in the midst of war, but well after; with coming home and daily life. So much judgment, isolation, feeling misunderstood, or not understood at all. It seems what many really needed the most was so simple. Things like recognition, respect, love, honor, acceptance, and a safe space to share, talk, yell or cry. A place to be exclusively honest with other vets regarding the surreal sights no human should ever have to see, let alone keep to themselves. I was surprised to learn many never heard an honest "Thank You." How difficult to have the absence of parades (like the other war-time heroes had in their honor), no national stamp for their efforts, no programs to assist in their transition and all that was lost, and even the 3-syllable greeting "Welcome Home" seems to have been said much too infrequently.

With all this, and wicked memories tatooed to their minds, recurrently chasing sanity, it is not surprising to me that there may have been residual effects and difficulty for some of our Heroes of Vietnam still with us today. It is in part, for this reason that I found myself wanting to do "something" for the Veterans of Vietnam. To, somehow, help this forgotten generation of a very volatile time.

Learning more about the War and Vietnam became very fascinating to me. My inquisition led me to meet a very good and kind man, a Vet through a friend. He was a delight, very funny and soon we became good friends. I would often ask about the war. He was always hesitant and seemed uncomfortable speaking of the past. He predictably would change the subject. And yet eventually with time, he opened up. One day, his gaze thousands of miles away.....he recalled scenes as though they were just yesterday. And he could have told me anything. Because I didn't feel shock or aversion. And feelings of judgment towards him never stirred. Only a calm joy that he had simply spoken about it. His stories made me want to learn more, attempt to understand and actually go see this place. I remember telling him one day I would visit Vietnam. I don't think he knew I meant it. I don't think he cared.

Eventually, the time and opportunity presented itself to travel to Vietnam. A friend I worked with was Vietnamese. He told me he was going back to Vietnam. We had spoken at length about the country, his life, and the war. He had lost his father to the Communists who imprisoned him for years, simply for being anti-communist. He extended an invitation to join him and months later I found myself purchasing a ticket.

Everything worked itself out so smoothly. We flew into Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) where I stayed branching out, free from my friend, for almost a week before moving on. I wanted to explore and really get to know Vietnam and its people. Plans to stay 2 weeks and then hit Thailand changed. Backpacking throughout Europe was eye-opening and life-changing, but Vietnam...well, I came to "love" backpacking in the beauty of this land, its distinct scent, kind and gracious people and the simplicity of it all. I ended up staying over a month. Though, I have learned that this place, in one Veteran's words, "was not a playground kid when we were there." The Vietnam of today was full of small friendly people, beautiful women, flooded rice paddies, conical straw hats, railways, cyclos, coffee plantations, water buffalo, white, soft, sandy beaches, great soups, scuba diving, massage, cheap pedicures and tailors, early morning markets, shops, mopeds, peaceful napping in hammocks with views of the light blue ocean and NO ONE else around! My idea of heaven. I also experienced the temples, pagodas, the Lotus and the beginning of the Monsoon Season; an amazing and exciting torrential downpour!

Backpacking from the South to the Northwest Highlands of Lao Cai almost into China, provided a rare opportunity to experience the smiling faces of the Hill Tribes people of Sapa, their handmade hemp clothing, and the absolute beauty of as many shades of green the eye can possibly perceive, lining the tiered landscapes, which no photo could capture. While in Saigon, I traveled south into the Mekong Delta and around to the Cu Chi Tunnels. I was so amazed by how tiny the tunnels were! I could hardly fit. They were small and dark, and I couldn't ever imagine being the one to go down there in search of the enemy. Those who did, as one Firefighter in my department did, had such an incredible amount of courage!

I often found myself trying to imagine young men here in Vietnam in time of war; establishing tactics and strategy, loaded down with gear, strong, sneaking, walking, running, intent, determined, angry, dirty, wet, tired, raw, paranoid, petrified, numb! I know my mind could never come up with the images they saw. But still, there was a sense of fear present when imagination conjured up images of hiding in the palm, wading through the mirky canals, sounds of distant bombs, B-52's flying over head, gunfire, or bullets whizzing by too close for comfort...muck on shoes and soaked to the waist, walking on the ridges of the rice paddies, and getting cut up walking through the elephant grass as it danced with the wind.

One day soon after I arrived, I went to the Independence Palace (the place where the first Communist tanks rushed the iron gates back in 1975) and I cannot deny, I experienced an eerie vibe walking through that building. That same day, I stepped into a cold, desolate museum that seemed like I was back in time. While upstairs, I entered an empty room except for some glass cases. Here I saw...a captured American Flag. It was such a strange sight to see. I was surprised, and then felt uncomfortable, disbelief and then anger began to boil inside. I thought, "Where is my axe?" The irrational thought entered my mind...how I would love to break the glass case and take the flag!

It was hard to leave that room. Downstairs, in the palace, I saw for the first time, Military Identification Tags ..."Dog Tags." I stood there for a long time just looking at them disconcertingly. Then, with my hands, I motioned to the Vietnamese girls behind the counter. They didn't speak an ounce of english, but understood that I was asking to look at the tags in the case. I wondered if they were real? I wondered why our government hadn't come over and bought everything up as there were old pins, medals (a purple heart), spectacles, brass bracelets, a canteen, Zippo lighters, a pair of military boots, a bowl, spoons, and a large communications radio. I thought they must be real, for the country was not saturated with tourism at all. English speaking people were hard to come by, and I didn't feel there were enough tourists for the tags, specifically, to be mass produced in an effort to generate revenue. The tags looked old, tattered, soiled, bent and rusted. There were not many of them. I bought them all.

It was difficult not to buy the other remnants...especially that purple heart. I had a budget, however, and needed to stick close to it. As I walked outside, my steps slowed. I took one of the tags out and looked at it closely as the traffic whizzed by. Suddenly, it dawned on me...maybe THIS was what I could do for the Veterans. Something so small and yet it was "something." That day, I decided to search for as many tags as I could find in the weeks to come. Even if they were not genuine, the optimist in me said, there had to be at least one tag that was real. And, if I could find that ONE family and return the tag, somehow everything up to this point would be worth it. Besides, I rationalized, the worst thing I would be doing would be contributing to their very poor economy.

Almost a week later, with culture shock easing, I left Saigon and moved up the coast into Nha Trang. I knew I would need some help in finding the dog tags. I sought out a person who spoke a little more english than usual. He was the driver of an old beat up taxi. I asked him about the dog tags and if he knew where to get any. He said no. I asked him if he could write down, in Vietnamese, where I could find dog tags. That way a piece of paper could simply be my translator. I could hand it to people in hopes of finding more. He did so. And I was careful not to misplace it. I had concerns, though, about whether he understood me correctly because when I handed it to several people, they shook their heads, "no." But I soon found out that he had understood. I handed it to someone in Hoi An and the person motioned with his hands for me to stay. I did so. It was daylight, but still I felt cautious.I waited along a dirt road next to a merchant making shoes for about 15 minutes before he ran back. Out of breath, he handed me a piece of crumpled paper. I put my hand out and opened it to find 8 tags. I bought them, saying thank you, "cam un."

After Nha Trang, I moved into DaNang and then Hue. One day, while in Da Nang searching for a place to stay and dodging the heat, I decided to cool down and have a beer in the lobby of some hotel. I played a casino game and checked out the menu. There were 2 Australian men in their 50's also drinking beer. I chatted with them as they bragged of all the pleasures of Vietnam and inquired as to whom I was traveling with? Surprised to find I was backpacking alone, they offered me beer. I declined and instead got the attention of the girl working there, then handed her the note. She read it and looking up at me, nodded yes. My eyes lit up. She picked up the phone and soon after, a woman pulled up on a moped. The girl behind the bar told me to "go."

I felt a bit leery, but strangely, safer than with the English speaking men. The woman on the moped had a great smile and patted the back of her bike. It was a little unnerving, and definitely against my upbringing. "Never talk to stangers"...let alone go somewhere with them! It was a little crazy, yet exciting. And, I knew if I wanted to find more tags, I really had to let go...and also of the idea of wearing a helmet! Basically, I just prayed and had faith that God would protect me.

The woman's name was Lien and we drove around on her moped, which I never did get used to. She was covered from head to toe, equipped with hat and long-sleeve gloves, so as not to soak up the sun. In Vietnam, a lighter-skinned woman, is a more desirble woman. I, on the other hand, sported a tank top, shorts and tevas, soaking up every ounce of sun and loving the warmth and humidity Vietnam was bringing, especially in the evenings. Lien took me to her home which was a modest typical home doubling as a small open-aired restaurant. Lien spoke conversation with improper english and slaughtered sentences, but I didn't care and we were actually able to converse surprisingly well. She spoke of her unhappy marriage with an abusive husband, showing me bruises and scratches on her body. Domestic violence in Vietnam is actively concealed and not uncommon. She was a wonderful woman and we laughed a lot together. She liked to wear my American sunglasses and spoke of her love for the USA as they had fought for her freedom. She was very hospitable and constantly wanting to cook. For a person who loves to eat, this was a dream; especially while backpacking! She made the most delicious meals I had eaten: morning brought banana pancakes and pineapple shake and afternoon brought spring rolls with vegetables and noodles. I told Lien of my search but she didn't seem to understand until she read the note in Vietnamese. She said she understood what I was trying to do. She said she could help.

Lien made a phone call and soon we both got on her moped. Certain suicide! I put my trust in her, as I knew not where we were going. After winding through the streets like some maze, we finally arrived at a very old and tarnished building. She spoke Vietnamese to a man in a Military Uniform. He was abrasive and did not smile. It sounded as though she was yelling at him. She seemed strong to me and I was happy to have met her. We were allowed in and directed to walk over to a counter where a man stood, also in a military uniform. She spoke with him and eventually he put some dog tags on the counter. Lien translated and I asked him to put all the tags on the counter. He did so. There on the counter, all I could see were the identities of ALL the different men...all the different stories of, somehow, my American brothers.

I wanted to bring them back to American soil. I bent down and searched through the glass, scanning the lower shelves and saw a few more tags. I looked up at Lien and said "all" of the tags, pointing to the remainders. She translated and he reached in and put the rest on the counter. He seemed impatient and unconcerned. When I asked where they had come from, Lien said poor villagers come down the mountains and bring them in every now and then. There, they dig for tags and other remnants and bring them to town for a small amount of money. I also discovered it is not uncommon for a person to be maimed by a land mine while digging or walking, as is the same for grazing cows.

We haggled for some time on price. I tried to rationalize with him, but it was like talking to a wall. Before leaving, I ended up buying them all. Lien told me we could come back at a later time and he might have some more, but it would not be today. I was willing to wait. The next day we talked and Lien told me that later in the afternoon we could go back. He would have to make a trip to get more. Her next call would have us both heading back to the beaten up building. We went in and he quoted me a price of $300.00. I was prepared for this and said "No way!"...though inside I knew I would not leave without taking every last one of them. We went back and forth and finally I bluffed giving him my final price. He said, "NO." I was learning their game and would play if that was what it took. I began to walk away with Lien. He was quiet as we headed for the door, and just before walking outside, he yelled. Lien said he was saying to come back. I stopped and repeated my final offer. He was quiet again and said, "okay"...as if it hurt him. I couldn't wait to free the tags from that case and get them into my backpack.

Later that evening, I went to my hotel and laid them all out on a white sheet. It was hot and muggy and the fan blew warm air. I went through and looked at each tag...so many tags that had touched so many soldiers, so long ago. The tags, littered with red clay, stained my hands. I thought again of how they ALL had a different story. I wondered how many were still alive and if they would even care about the tags. I couldn't help to think of how amazing it would be to have your tag come back to you after all these years! I felt sorrow, too, for the soldiers, their families, and the loss of innocence and young adult life. I wrote in my journal and thought about shipping them home, as I still had a long way to go. They added a significant amount of of weight to my already heavy backpack. But, there was no way I could trust the Communist Government or Customs. I decided that I would carry them all with me. Maybe in some strange way, it was like carrying a small amount of the burden those alive still carry.

I continued my search-and-buy status using "dong" as the purchasing power (14,000 dong = $1.00), until flying into Thailand for a few days and then finally back to California. I felt fortunate for my incredible journey and all that I had learned about Vietnam...its people, the War, the American Soldier, and myself.

Please view the names on the dog tags arranged in alphabetical order. If you see a name which you think may be yours, or a family member's, please click on the name and fill out the information sheet to the best of your ability. If your information is limited such that you cannot fill out the required fields on the form, please click the "Contact Us" link and explain why. It is my hope to return as many tags as possible to the rightful owners: The Veterans themselves, or Families of.


TOPICS: Culture/Society; Foreign Affairs; Miscellaneous
KEYWORDS: dogtags; kia; mia; military; scams; veterans; vietnam
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To: AntiJen
Perhaps you will also ask her why she has set up a separate site and NOT donated the dogtags to a legit organization so that the probabiblity of any fakes may be eliminated and any possible real ones returned.
101 posted on 09/26/2002 10:28:37 AM PDT by cinFLA
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To: cinFLA
Her email address is on her site. Feel free to contact her yourself.
102 posted on 09/26/2002 10:29:36 AM PDT by Jen
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To: All
All this discussion of whether the dog tags are authentic or fake detracts from what I think is one of the most important parts of Stacey's story. I'll let her words speak for themselves:

"After researching and speaking with many Veterans, I have come to find a common thread amongst the intricate, confusing and complicated fabric in time. I found threads of pure "truth" in the expressions of some who had real difficulty. Not only while in the midst of war, but well after; with coming home and daily life. So much judgment, isolation, feeling misunderstood, or not understood at all.

"It seems what many really needed the most was so simple. Things like recognition, respect, love, honor, acceptance, and a safe space to share, talk, yell or cry. A place to be exclusively honest with other vets regarding the surreal sights no human should ever have to see, let alone keep to themselves. I was surprised to learn many never heard an honest "Thank You." How difficult to have the absence of parades (like the other war-time heroes had in their honor), no national stamp for their efforts, no programs to assist in their transition and all that was lost, and even the 3-syllable greeting "Welcome Home" seems to have been said much too infrequently.

"With all this, and wicked memories tatooed to their minds, recurrently chasing sanity, it is not surprising to me that there may have been residual effects and difficulty for some of our Heroes of Vietnam still with us today. It is in part, for this reason that I found myself wanting to do "something" for the Veterans of Vietnam. To, somehow, help this forgotten generation of a very volatile time."

To ALL Vietnam Veterans -- THANK YOU for serving our country.

103 posted on 09/26/2002 10:35:13 AM PDT by Jen
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To: Marine Inspector; sleavelessinseattle; 2Trievers; swarthyguy; Lazamataz; MistyCA; Travis McGee; ...
Ping!
104 posted on 09/26/2002 10:35:52 AM PDT by PsyOp
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To: AntiJen
All this discussion of whether the dog tags are authentic or fake detracts from what I think is one of the most important parts of Stacey's story. I'll let her words speak for themselves:

She apparently is internet savvy. Why didn't she contact a legit organization and donate her tags?

105 posted on 09/26/2002 10:43:30 AM PDT by cinFLA
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To: cinFLA
You are internet savvy too. Why don't you get her email address from her site and ask her all your questions?
106 posted on 09/26/2002 10:48:00 AM PDT by Jen
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To: AntiJen
You are internet savvy too. Why don't you get her email address from her site and ask her all your questions?

I am not the one promoting her site. You are and thus YOU are responsible for knowing the issues behind your promotion.

107 posted on 09/26/2002 10:50:53 AM PDT by cinFLA
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To: cinFLA
I'm not going to reply to any more of your posts. If you have questions, you know where to get answers.

I hope you have a nice day.

Thank you for your service in the military during Vietnam and welcome home.
108 posted on 09/26/2002 10:59:39 AM PDT by Jen
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To: AntiJen
It really doesn't matter. I look at it like giving to an evangelist: even if he spends the money on hookers, your gift is still counted by God. The other person will have to answer for it.

Thanks,
USAF vet, 86-96

109 posted on 09/26/2002 11:02:50 AM PDT by antidisestablishment
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To: Snow Bunny
MEGA BUMP!!!!!!

We will NEVER forget!!!!!!!
110 posted on 09/26/2002 11:05:02 AM PDT by JoeSixPack1
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To: antidisestablishment
It's great to meet you! I'm a USAF vet too, 1975-1995. Thanks for your comments.
111 posted on 09/26/2002 11:06:06 AM PDT by Jen
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To: antidisestablishment; AntiJen
Bump!
112 posted on 09/26/2002 11:07:46 AM PDT by SpookBrat
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To: AntiJen
Bump!
113 posted on 09/26/2002 11:14:01 AM PDT by Eastbound
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To: Snow Bunny; AntiJen
Thank you so much for this post and ping!

Will the Real Vietnam Vet Stand Up?, by B.G. Burkett and Glenna Whitley. Excerpts from Stolen Valor: How The Vietnam Generation Was Robbed Of its Heroes And its History


114 posted on 09/26/2002 11:18:09 AM PDT by Ragtime Cowgirl
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To: AntiJen; SpookBrat; Eastbound; DaughterOfAnIwoJimaVet

...Never Forget...


115 posted on 09/26/2002 11:29:42 AM PDT by HiJinx
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To: AntiJen; cinFLA
Regardless of whether or not the tags are legit, it should still be applauded that she is at least MAKING AN EFFORT, to honor the troops that died over there. She spent her own money.. not the money of the tax payers of this country to purchase those tags.

I for one cannot understand your continued attacks at those of us who are looking for anything positive, no matter how small, in order to bring something home for the families of the soldiers that died there.

I am not angry at you CinFLA, just confused why, as a Vet who served over there, you would not at least acknowledge even the smallest success in her efforts are huge.

I also would like to thank you for serving. I cannot fathom how it felt to come home from Vietnam and be treated negatively for serving our country. I was just a young kid when that all happened.

I would politely ask that if you cannot support this thread in a positive way, that you would please refrain from posting at all.

Thank you again. Those of us in here, and at the USO CANTEEN - FREEPER STYLE do truly thank you for your service.

Sincerely, JG

116 posted on 09/26/2002 11:32:49 AM PDT by Johnny Gage
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To: HiJinx
Thank you.
117 posted on 09/26/2002 11:43:19 AM PDT by DaughterOfAnIwoJimaVet
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To: cinFLA
I'm sure there's a chance some are fakes, but if she is verifying them before contacting families, I don't see any problem.

118 posted on 09/26/2002 12:06:56 PM PDT by SAMWolf
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To: Johnny Gage
I am not angry at you CinFLA, just confused why, as a Vet who served over there, you would not at least acknowledge even the smallest success in her efforts are huge.

I want the readers to also be aware that this is a well-known scam in Vietnam. That there are also legit organizations involved in this effort that PROPERLY document their tags. She should turn over all information and tags to one of those organizations.

119 posted on 09/26/2002 12:12:57 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: SAMWolf
I'm sure there's a chance some are fakes, but if she is verifying them before contacting families, I don't see any problem.

chance that some are fakes? More likely all are fakes. Even she admits that she "hopes" maybe one will be real! Scams are fed by hopes.

120 posted on 09/26/2002 12:14:59 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: Johnny Gage
would politely ask that if you cannot support this thread in a positive way, that you would please refrain from posting at all.

Get real! You are trying to censor a Vietnam Vet on this issue? You don't want the readers to read the truth? Get REAL!

121 posted on 09/26/2002 12:16:37 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: Johnny Gage
She spent her own money.. not the money of the tax payers of this country to purchase those tags.

She laments (while looking at all the GI items) why the US government has not bothered to come over and buy it all. She probably paid several times the rate that legit organizations pay for legit items thus driving up the prices and increasing the amount of "made in Vietnam" merchandize on the market.

122 posted on 09/26/2002 12:20:27 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: Johnny Gage
I am not angry at you CinFLA, just confused why, as a Vet who served over there, you would not at least acknowledge even the smallest success in her efforts are huge.

If YOUR wife was Vietnamese, you would know.

123 posted on 09/26/2002 12:23:17 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: AntiJen
This is an amazing story, thanks for finding this and keeping this issue alive.
124 posted on 09/26/2002 12:28:46 PM PDT by RangerVetNam
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To: 68-69TonkinGulfYatchClub
Thanks for bringing this to my attention. It is a wonderful story.
125 posted on 09/26/2002 12:30:42 PM PDT by RangerVetNam
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To: cinFLA
She may be a sucker but at least she doesn't appear to be trying to make an industry and scam big bucks off the "Pow/Mia" issue, like others did for years.

She's showing more interest in the issue than the majority of the young people in this Country, who could care less about Vietnam or the Military.
126 posted on 09/26/2002 12:32:22 PM PDT by SAMWolf
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To: RangerVetNam

Thank you for your comments, and thank you for serving our country! Welcome home.

127 posted on 09/26/2002 12:32:50 PM PDT by Jen
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To: cinFLA
chance that some are fakes? More likely all are fakes. Even she admits that she "hopes" maybe one will be real! Scams are fed by hopes.

Very true! When I was there, 1997, these things were everywhere. I can't imagine how many there must be by this time. I am pretty sure all the 'real' ones were picked up and sold a long time ago.

I am much too young to have served in Vietnam, but I was amazed at how fast the red clay could get into everything and stain it. I have pants I wore once when I was there that still have stains on them from the clay. With this in mind, it is very very easy to make something look old there.

I don't mean this with any disrespect for the Vets who served there, but if people like this lady really want to do some good, why doesn't she volunteer to help with the demining teams over there who are trying to remove all the ordinance that we left behind? There is hundreds of tons of the stuff everywhere. While it is nice for everyone to feel good living back in the US, there are still people dying over there. It seams rather trivial to care so much over a piece of metal when people are still get killed and maimed there.

128 posted on 09/26/2002 12:35:02 PM PDT by killjoy
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To: killjoy
I don't mean this with any disrespect for the Vets who served there, but if people like this lady really want to do some good, why doesn't she volunteer to help with the demining teams over there who are trying to remove all the ordinance that we left behind?

Your post respects the Vets. If only people knew how they were quick to capitalize on the fake zippo's, dog tags, etc. I have even been asked not to post my opinion since it is counter to the "feel good" ego feeding position of many here.

129 posted on 09/26/2002 12:41:11 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: cinFLA
If YOUR wife was Vietnamese, you would know.

I fail to see the logic behind this statement.

A) What does your wife being from Vietnam have anything to do with this. No one is saying anything derogatory about the people of vietnam or your wife.

b) Can you not agree that even if she finds only 1 family to return tags to, she's succeeded.

c) I am not trying to censor you so. Lighten up. You stated your opinion, supplied your facts.. end of case. Unless your whole point is to try and completely disrupt this thread.

d) Again you are a vietnam vet, so why can you see even the smallest shred of decency in what this woman is trying to do?

130 posted on 09/26/2002 12:44:55 PM PDT by Johnny Gage
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To: Johnny Gage

Thank you Johnny for still caring about Vietnam Veterans.

131 posted on 09/26/2002 12:51:07 PM PDT by Jen
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To: Johnny Gage
There are SEVERAL sites that are VERY similar to hers. This scam has even made the infamous Urban Legends website which debunks any possible authenticity of these dog tags. I am sorry, I can't get excited about someone buying "made in Vietnam" fakes and putting up a web site. As a Vietnam Veteran, I am put off by people feeding these scams and NOT wanting to read the truth.
132 posted on 09/26/2002 1:01:37 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: Johnny Gage
"Local entrepreneurs long ago jumped on the war memorabilia bandwagon. Saigon street artists started the craze by crafting toy tanks and planes from scraps of Budweiser and Coca Cola cans. Dog tags and jewelry made from bullet shells soon followed. For years, one of Vietnam's major exports must have been fake Zippo lighters, copies of those carried by American GIs, inscribed with lewd or lonely messages of desperation. Put all the tourists with "authentic" army-issue Zippo lighters in a line and it would easily surpass one comprised of the mass of people claiming genuine chunks of the Berlin Wall."

Dog tags are the easiest. One can easily purchase a stamping machine and be in business. No large infrastructure reaquired as she suggests. As a matter of fact, if you read the story carefully, she gives us a clue why the tags were fake.
133 posted on 09/26/2002 1:14:24 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: Johnny Gage
What does your wife being from Vietnam have anything to do with this. No one is saying anything derogatory about the people of vietnam or your wife.

I am thus more aware of the many scams going own in the Vietnames community through her insights.

134 posted on 09/26/2002 1:16:44 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: Johnny Gage
Again you are a vietnam vet, so why can you see even the smallest shred of decency in what this woman is trying to do?

I don't know what her motivation is. I do know that there are others that have "the same story" to tell and have gotten national press coverage including CNN. I do know that this scam has been debunked by many, including the Urban Legends website.

135 posted on 09/26/2002 1:19:05 PM PDT by cinFLA
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To: cinFLA
Ok. We've both spoken our peace.

Truce?

136 posted on 09/26/2002 1:26:22 PM PDT by Johnny Gage
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To: PsyOp
Great article. Thanks for pinging.
137 posted on 09/26/2002 1:53:46 PM PDT by swarthyguy
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To: AntiJen; All
Jen, I would personally like to thank you for pinging me. I really enjoyed visiting the site yesterday when you shared it with us in the Canteen.

To all the Vietnam Veterans, thank you so much for your sacrifice and love of our beautiful country. At the end of the day, you are equal in my eyes to any bravery done throughout any of America's other wars. God Bless each and every one of you. We are humbled by your sacrifices. Thank you!

Dedicated to the men and women who didn't make it home. And to those that love them and miss them deeply. Our hearts are heavy and humbled.

138 posted on 09/26/2002 2:11:17 PM PDT by MoJo2001
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To: 68-69TonkinGulfYatchClub
Thanks for the ping...Bttt
139 posted on 09/26/2002 2:22:38 PM PDT by firewalk
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To: MoJo2001
What a touching graphic and your beautiful words that accompany it. Thank you Mojo.
140 posted on 09/26/2002 5:34:56 PM PDT by Jen
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To: Johnny Gage; AntiJen
Thank you Johnny for your fabulous post.


141 posted on 09/26/2002 5:56:59 PM PDT by Snow Bunny
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To: Johnny Gage
Thanks for the ping JG!
142 posted on 09/26/2002 6:04:43 PM PDT by terilyn
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To: Johnny Gage; AntiJen
Thank you again Jen for this thread!!!!
Jen there is nothing wrong with this thread. It is informative and who cares if this information has been done before in a thread. For one thing each time is a remindeer of those that gave and served our country. I thank you sooooo much for your thread today.

And Thank you Johnny for your wonderful posts. Love you both.


143 posted on 09/26/2002 6:15:27 PM PDT by Snow Bunny
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To: AntiJen; MeeknMing; LindaSOG; Snow Bunny; 68-69TonkinGulfYatchClub
Thanks for the ping.

Outstanding post, Jen. Thanks for sharing it with us.

144 posted on 09/26/2002 7:29:00 PM PDT by Victoria Delsoul
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To: Victoria Delsoul; Snow Bunny
Thanks friends!
145 posted on 09/26/2002 7:31:25 PM PDT by Jen
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To: AntiJen
I'm sure many are fake and the commies are typical scammers
(funny how they love the American green though, ain't it?) You hear me, Hanoi Jane?
But it's a noble try and she seems to be doing more than any of our politicians.
The line of people to see 'Uncle Ho' just shows you that communism is NOT dead by a long shot.
I'm sure that the genocide against the Montagnards continues and a peep is never heard from the so- called 'human rights' groups. Hypocrite bastards!

My brother (On the right) at Cu-Chi (1966)


146 posted on 09/27/2002 11:25:10 AM PDT by rockfish59
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To: killjoy
You've got the right screen name!
147 posted on 09/27/2002 11:26:41 AM PDT by rockfish59
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To: rockfish59
But it's a noble try and she seems to be doing more than any of our politicians.

What exactly should our politicians be doing then?

148 posted on 09/27/2002 11:38:10 AM PDT by killjoy
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To: killjoy
Hey, I don't think you're a killjoy, just someone with a good memory! There were two guys who did the same type of thing a year or so ago and this was the outcome. http://www.snopes.com/military/dogtags.htm (Sorry, I don't do correct links here, but you can get there from here, I think.)

Not to put this woman down in the story or anything, trying to do similar, but she wasn't the first one to do it. It's a wonderful idea. But, like you said, killjoy - I think the chances of finding real ones are very slim. JLO
149 posted on 09/27/2002 6:02:25 PM PDT by JLO
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To: AntiJen
‘The bravest man I ever knew’
150 posted on 09/27/2002 6:11:50 PM PDT by Inspector Harry Callahan
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