27 January 1970
I was on the hot pad last night - so I’ll write now. I flew one time yesterday - a pretty good flight. We were escort for a TA-4 that was looking for targets of opportunity.
I forgot to mention it - we got rocketed here 2 days ago. About 8 rockets hit inside the area here. It was about 1030 and I was down at the hot pad at the time. Most of the guys ran to the bunker. I don’t know if I’m crazy, brave, or what, but I just went outside to see the excitement. I haven’t been in a bunker yet! Besides, the rats live in the bunkers and I’m more afraid of them. As far as I know there was one Vietnamese killed by the rockets, and apparently no damage.
Today was our last day on the pad - hooray! I flew twice this afternoon, a CAS and a TPQ. Then I was off this evening and got to see the movie. I didn’t get any letters today - just a Newsweek.
I watched the movie with Pat Skeldon. He said his wife is living in Spokane, Washington. John Bailey is the next RIO from 513 due to come over, followed by Stacy. I can remember when all those guys checked into 513 and they didn’t know beans about flying.
Now that we’re off the pad, things should be a little more lax, and I can plan on getting plenty of sleep every day - I hope.
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