Good ole Cu-Chi, Sunday, August 24, l0:30 pm:
I made it back to the safety of my little hootch, although it took some doing.
We left Hong Kong about 7:00 am, after getting to the airport at 5:45 am. The flight back was sad but uneventful. I hated to see Vietnam again and even more so when they told me I had to stay another night in Camp Alpha. I just didn't want any part of that, so I left and went looking for my own way back. I waited four and a half hours at the Heliport with no luck and then went over to the road where I sat in the hot sun for over an hour before catching a ride back to Cu-chi. I was sure glad to get back too. I took the lenses that I bought for the guys over to them and we had fun playing with all the different ones.
After the fun was over we went to a live show at the MP club, which turned out to be crummy, so we left and came back and packed up my tape recorder to send home tomorrow.
Oh yes, I got my new orders today and I'll be home on my birthday if not sooner. I hope you have my birthday present all nice and warm for me when I get there. I sure will be glad to leave this Army. It's really a loser.
Don't mind my pen, but we're in the middle of a monsoon rainstorm and my pen won't write on the damp paper.
I'll say goodnight for now and wish me a safe journey home love. I'll write again tomorrow and let you know what's happening. It looks like all the NG's will be leaving on the same plane if the orders are right.
Cu-Chi, Wednesday, August 27, 8:30 pm:
I have my plane ticket in my locker and could leave tomorrow morning from Cu-chi, but they made a mistake on my orders and I would just have to wait in Lon Binh or Oakland for an extra day. So I thought I'd wait right here in Cu-chi where I as least have a place I can call my own.
The way it stands now, I'll be home Sunday, probably even before this letter, but writing makes me feel closer to you.
It's drizzling right now after a very hot day, but I guess you've been having your share too. I think I told you I caught some sort of stomach infection in Hong Kong and have had a bad case of the GI's the past few days. I got so weak that I only wanted to sleep, but now the worst is over, thanks to about six different kinds of pills.
I shipped my hold baggage, which should take about two weeks or so to get there. I just threw everything I had in a box and sent it off.
I sure can't wait to get home dear. I really miss you. I don't think you realize the full extent of my love for you. It's endless as the star filled skies, true as the flight of an archer's arrow, strong as Samson when he was in his prime, and tender as a father holding his newborn infant for the first time. I guess I just can't really tell you how much I love you although I'll try to show you every chance I get.
If this letter comes Saturday - expect me tomorrow. If it comes Monday - love me even harder tonight my love.
See you in my dreams, Jon