What possessed this nineteen year old to volunteer (or to accept being drafted like so many others) for a distant war in a totally unknown culture? I’ve spent decades pondering my actions. I tramped through I Corps, the military area bordering North Vietnam, with 20 fellow infantry platoon members. Much happened to our small unit during that year. While writing this book I was amazed at how my perceptions from that time had changed. So it was a healthy trip for me. Join me in the jungles with my small band. I’ll try to explain what it was like.