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OUR SEABEE TEAM in Vietnam had worked long after dark, and I ended up walking back to our Marine camp alone and unarmed. Then, in the silence, I heard the metallic clack of the bolt of an M-30 machine gun loading a live round of ammunition. "Halt! Who goes there?" came the Marine sentry's sharp challenge.
My mind froze, and I yelled, "Don't shoot!" Desperate, not even able to think of my name or rank, I finally blurted, "Friend! Friend! Seabee! Seabee!"
Laughing, the Marine allowed a very shaken Seabee to pass.
--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by Gary Lillie
Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.
My mind froze, and I yelled, "Don't shoot!" Desperate, not even able to think of my name or rank, I finally blurted, "Friend! Friend! Seabee! Seabee!"
Laughing, the Marine allowed a very shaken Seabee to pass.
--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by Gary Lillie
Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.
