An HOA, I remember sitting on the steps in front of my hooch in An Hoa that night looking toward the river and watching the puff show. Firing streams of bullets down on the river area. I have always wondered what was going on that night. LUCK IN WAR., They wanted to send me to go to language school. I did not want to waste their time, I flunked Spanish twice in school. Some Remington Raider put back into my old M.O.S. . Pure luck, that I was not under puff with you , Jack.Welcome Home, I know how hard it was to get home. Bill