 I served at Đà Nàng with the 366th
in 1971-1972 time frame. I was not an SP, just an AGE troop lucky enough
to be a Security Police augmentee, and this is one of my stories.
Sometime in the spring of 1972, after the
NVA invaded the South, we were on heightened alert--as usual. The Field
Maintenance augmentee crew was tasked to support the SP's with perimeter
security, I was put on post--alone--in the Marine bomb dump, I
believe it was near the Southwest corner. Needless to say my expertise
was fixin-60's, hydraulic test stands and bomblift trucks--not repulsing
VC. I was abit anxious to say the least. As you can imagine the night
and the darkness was filled with movement, at least in my mind.
Sometime during my shift at one of my
most fidgity times a voice came out of the darkness... 'Hey! Hey... would you be still? you're alerting my dog.' My whispered reply and
exchange went something like...
'Is your dog on a leash?'
'No!'
'Oh'.
The reply the K-9 SP then gave has never
left me... "Just relax... go to sleep, or whatever,
'cause we've got you covered." This may not seem like much of a war
story to many of you, but to a scared, undertrained, out of place young
Airman, it was good to know that somebody knew what was going on and had
it under control.
If you're out there Mr K9 handler and
read this--God Bless you, and drop me a line.
Mike Lawrence
CMSgt retired
North Pole Alaska |
