During a time long ago in a land far away....doing covert ops to a beach and then lifting the people to a safe compound in a Chinook....50 lucky people got onto the flight....
All young ladies of easy virtue from Vung Tau who were to attend a Luau with a gang of rascals known as Geronimo's. The return flight was the funny one....seems some of the young ladies were not as attractive nor young as first thought in the dark. Combined with some world class hangovers....I reckon there was some soulful remorse. The Battalion Commander was not the least bit impressed as I recall.
I reckon flying Hooks has its rewards....
