I was part of a 12-man team from MP Co. 1st MarDiv taken to Dog Patch and some of the local villages to evac. The civilians. Most memorable was the tear gas as it covered an area as far as you could see. Taking a break that night I was laying on my flak jacket at the entrance of the air base watching cases of ammo being tossed into the sky and blowing up. As I laid there, there was a swoosh next to me. I looked down to see a large chunk of metal, glowing red hot. It was the fuse plug from a 500lb bomb. I tried to take it home but was relieved of it when I hit El Toro,CA. It's ironic as I was able to bring a Chicom rifle and Dagger home but not a twisted chunk of iron.
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