"No excellent soul is exempt from a mixture of madness" ~Aristotle
Thursday, September 29, 2011
NIGHT PATROLS
They've finally let me in on some of the raw action that goes on around here. Four casualties came in and I was taught how to shoot morphine and repair arteries. I've also cut off all of my hair, I felt it was getting in the way of things. I've become friends with the green beret men as well. They seem more attuned to Vietnam, which is how I feel about this place. I was invited out on their night patrols several times and I absolutely love it. I have become enthralled by the jungle and love having to always be on my toes when out on missions with the men. Mark has not been too keen about all the patrols I've been on lately and wants me to return to Ohio. However, little does he know, I am going on ambush tonight and want nothing more to do with Ohio or the little town I came from. I feel I've morphed into this whole other being, my mind being expanded as well as my emotions. I never expected to be so involved with this country but it has happened and I now feel like a part of it.
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