0006-09
1970
Light observation helicopter.
LOH-6. Cu Chi.
A small helicopter. I remember how tiny that back seat got and how small the whole inside seemed on that first flight to the base camp at the foot of Nui Ba Den. I had been there about three weeks. I was stricken and still recall it from time to time. A flight of twenty miles over a heavily cratered mud plain. Nothing but snags of trees and holes filled with rain water. I don't know what it was before. A rice paddy maybe
a thick forest but now just a pretty reflection when backlit. A pretty reflection that would hurt if you touched it.
JH
0006-09
1970
Light observation helicopter.
LOH-6. Cu Chi.
A small helicopter. I remember how tiny that back seat got and how small the whole inside seemed on that first flight to the base camp at the foot of Nui Ba Den. I had been there about three weeks. I was stricken and still recall it from time to time. A flight of twenty miles over a heavily cratered mud plain. Nothing but snags of trees and holes filled with rain water. I don't know what it was before. A rice paddy maybe
a thick forest but now just a pretty reflection when backlit. A pretty reflection that would hurt if you touched it.
JH