To show what a small world it is, I recently had some photographs framed in town. The owner of the shop asked me if I was in Viet-Nam and I said no, but my brother was at Cu-Chi. His eyes lit up and he said he was also there and during the same time my brother was (they didn't know each other), but he asked if my brother was in the 'Wolfhounds' and I said yep, he sure was. He then said that they were some BAD ASS MOFOS!! (He's a black guy)
He was in the artillery and told me about firing point blank with flechettes at the pith helmeted bastards as they attacked the perimeter.
