John Wendelin w-Broken arm

We were somewhere outside to Dau Tieng on the road to Tay Ninh in a rubber plantation. On the way out after a sweep we hit a mine. Odd place to hit one, we figure some NVA or VC had watched us and put the mine in after we went in. It blew john out of the track and scared the scout dog that was with us. Fortuneately no-one was killed. But hitting a mine stops your heart for a few seconds and destroyed our track.