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by Kevin Wells (ACS)
We left Saigon in early May 1962 with both a feeling of loss and a feeling of anticipation.
The first stop was Manila. In some ways, Manila was like the US, only more so. The motorcycle police officers had motorcycle officers uniforms, but in some way, more so. The jodhpurs […]
by Kevin Wells (ACS)
Overconfidence is a terrible thing. And overconfident I was when I announced at the USOM Guest House that I was, indeed ready to direct a taxi all the way to the Circle Sportif and home again. Piece of cake! No problem! Trust me! There was no authority figure at the USOM […]
by Kevin Wells (ACS)
People with good sense that live in the tropics know to stay in the shade two hours either side of noon. The very civilized just close, go home, suffer through the heat and grab a light mean and a nap.
This is civilized behavior and we would do well to remember […]
by Kevin Wells (ACS) Alex Huehne lived just down Ngo Dinh Koi from me, less and 500 yards closer to downtown, and we were buddies. His father worked for WHO and my father worked for USOM.
Alex had a dog and unfortunately, the dog died in suspicious circumstances with symptoms that, in part, suggested […]
by Kevin Wells (ACS)
It seems overconfidence in taxis runs in the family and is genetically transmitted through the maternal line. I had my taxi adventure, but at least it did not involve assaulting the driver!
My mother, now gone these three years, had what she thought was aplomb. She was perfectly capable of uttering […]
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