In late September 1972, we were on the gunline just off the coast of South Vietnam. We had been at sea since mid-August and everyone was more
than ready to get a little R & R in Hong Kong in early October. Following lunch that hot afternoon, I walked out on the fantail. There were three or four shipmates standing around smoking cigarettes before we had to turn-two.
The sea was calm and everything was quiet. Then, I noticed a Huey approaching from the coast. The chopper overflew the Towers and slowly positioned itself in a hover to the starboard side, just off the fantail at about a 40-degree
elevation. The door gunner waved at us to get our attention and then he reach down and picked up a can of beer from what appeared to be an ice chest. With his helmet on, I could only see his big grin. The first thing that came to
my mind as he waved that beer around was that he was "screwing" with us because he knew we didn't have any ice cold beer on board. I looked at my shipmates standing slack-jawed nearby, and it appeared that they were also
at a loss as to this grunt's intent.
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