During my time in Vietnam.

My infantry company Golf Company 2nd Battalion 1st Marines.

Had security of an artillery battery.

One day we might make a night patrol to a river.

The next day we had security of a bridge over the same river.

Following by manning positions inside the battery.

that we would repeat the routine.

One night a patrol that I was just 'tagging' along as directed by platoon leader.

Because I was the Platoon Sergant.

I heard a loud explosin at the head of our patrol.

followed by large screams.

I than made my way forward till I was by our radio-man.

I made a call for the point to come back to where i was located.

ASking, in realtion to where we were going.

How close are we?

They told me, we are there.

With that information, I got on the radio and requested a medivac.

Within 15 minutes the wounded Marine was on his way to the nearest aid.

The Corpsman, told he thought that Marine might not make it.

He had to bring him back two times.

I will take this memory to my grave.