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Things went on in the same way for some time - patrols, ambushes, LPs and OPs<br />

(listening posts and observation posts), civic action work including MedCaps, etc.<br />

Sometimes, we'd make contact - most times we saw or heard nothing, but it<br />

seemed that the activity and numbers <strong>of</strong> the enemy were increasing.<br />

On at least one ocassion, one <strong>of</strong> our patrols pursued a small enemy unit west, and<br />

crossed the border into Laos before they were aware <strong>of</strong> their position. As this was<br />

not within the scope <strong>of</strong> our duties, the patrol broke <strong>of</strong>f pursuit and returned.<br />

(Probably a good thing, as by this time, large numbers <strong>of</strong> the enemy were in or<br />

entering the area.)<br />

We were aware from at least October on that the enemy was ramping up his<br />

operations in the area, and the patrols and other activities became even more<br />

important. This didn't stop us from making the best <strong>of</strong> our situation.<br />

This didn't stop us from making the best <strong>of</strong> our situation. When things were quiet<br />

(most <strong>of</strong> the time then), the men would engage in activities and games when not<br />

upgrading or repiaring the defenses. Here is a picture <strong>of</strong> the men engaged in a<br />

horse-shoes pitch at O-2.<br />

(Courtesy <strong>of</strong> HN "Doc" John Roberts, O-2)<br />

The Marines in O-2 attended a feast at one <strong>of</strong> the Bru villes. As civic action<br />

personnel, we had to "do as the Romans do." This meant eating the choice<br />

delicacies they very generously <strong>of</strong>fered us, including rat, par-boiled pig, and rice,<br />

rolled into a ball from the communal bowl by the village chief, whose hands, it<br />

seemed, were seldom washed except by accident or in the rainy season. This<br />

resulted in a grey-ish rice ball <strong>of</strong> less than savory appearance, and probably<br />

crawling with bacteria <strong>of</strong> all sorts. However, as their guests, we were expected to<br />

eat what was <strong>of</strong>fered, as it would have been a serious insult to turn it down.<br />

We <strong>of</strong>f-set the germs with a very unsavory (to me at least!) alcoholic beverage<br />

that was called "drang" as I recall. I believe it was some sort <strong>of</strong> potent rice wine<br />

or whisky, similar to sake, but with a vile taste and color. (I seem to remember<br />

that it was "urine yellow"). However, I reckoned that the alcohol would <strong>of</strong>f-set the

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