We just got the word that we will sweep the village ahead. We will break for lunch
then get on line. I will be part of the advance group.

I wonder what I will eat for what maybe my last meal. I should eat my pound cake
but my 19th birthday is only 33 days away. "God, I hope you let me make it to 19".

We are about ready to move out. I am on line now in between two troopers about
the same height as me. You never want to stand out or every gook in the world will
want to take a shot at you.

The line is moving now. Damn, every time I take a step I sink to my knee caps.
These damn rice patties are nothing but mud from the rains. My 100 pound ruck
sack weights a ton.

Oh fuck! The shit just hit the fan. Rounds are buzzing and cracking by my head.
"Oh God, not in the head".

If I turn my head I will die for sure. I feel the breezes of the rounds as they buzz by
both sides of my head. I hope the son of a bitch does not adjust his aim.

Only 32 days till my birthday.

Written By: Floyd Turnley
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FLOYD DAVIS
TURNLEY
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Turnley arrived at Fort Campbell, KY, August 1967 and was assigned to 1st Platoon.
He went with
A Company to South Vietnam, December 1967.
Turnley was on-line his whole tour, December 1967 to December 1968
He was assigned to the 82nd Airborne Division after Vietnam.
He presently lives in Kissimmee, FL.