Thu. Jun 23rd, 2022

(A Vietnam War story regarding Flies, 1971)

This was a sizzling afternoon inside the ammo dump, within the ammo shack-consisting of a couple of rooms, walls manufactured out of particle board, floors or inlays of long wooden boards-flat timber intended for the most portion, you can see via their cracks, positioned crooked alongside 1 another; also the particular shack was a smite lopsided, practically wobbly, and very broken. Planted upon four by 4 beams underneath the floorboards, about a 1 / 2 foot high, numerous soft white yellow sand that surrounded that, giving a playground with regard to the lizards to be able to engage in fun, unnoticed.

I transported a semi old ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ magazine with me at night when I got to navigate to the ammo shack (where us soldiers did our paperwork for aides and distributing involving ammunition to the convoys arriving from various locations inside the area.

I carried of which old ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ journal for a calendar month, until a brand-new one came out there, and used that to swish apart flies. 223 ammo in stock were almost everywhere in the rounds shack-we were infested together, with their own buzzing around because if we had been invaders: fat and even thin bellied data; some dark some others light shads regarding dark, long and even short winged jigs, biting your palms and face, and even ears, behind your current neck, swarming around you, sneaking the shirt sleeves, diving into your eyes as if they were small punishing missiles, trained by Vietcong to annoy a person. -me, us!

There are dead or declining flies, also going for walks flies on each of the three desks in the two rooms in the shack, filling typically the atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming to one’s mouth, but quite content whenever they missed, and basically landed on the lips. They polluted everything, clinging, plus climbing, and in many cases a few crawling, in their speediest gait possible, specially the big fats bellied ones, they’d try to get away but I would swat them, regrettably leaving a dumpy-bloody mess, I truly tried to simply scare them away, yet like I mentioned before-or implied, these people were already brained cleaned and ready in order to sacrifice their lives for the cause.

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