When the good ol' US and A finally sent me away from Vietnam in 1971; I fully expected to be sent to Germany, bwhere I could roam and explore (when Uncle Sugar could spare me).
Alas, 'twas not to be. Oklahoma - where the wind blows free - was to be my home for the next 13
months, training Israeli and
Egyptian soldiers to shoot great big guns...not at each other THIS time...Hopefully.
When the good ol' US and A finally sent me away from Vietnam in 1971; I fully expected to be sent to Germany, bwhere I could roam and explore (when Uncle Sugar could spare me).
Alas, 'twas not to be. Oklahoma - where the wind blows free - was to be my home for the next 13
months, training Israeli and
Egyptian soldiers to shoot great big guns...not at each other THIS time...Hopefully.