Na Trang Walk
Drunk, I stumble out of a back street bar and walk through Na Trang along railroad tracks until I sober up. In many ways, it is the most incredible walk of my life. I produce some of the richest images I'll ever capture, and most of those on a single roll of film. At first I hike with two fellow Navy photographers, but eventually I find myself alone and lost in a maze of city back streets. I meet an American who wears Vietnamese clothes and refuses to speak English. His friends block my camera when I try to photograph him. I meet and photograph dozens of locals and develop a dynamic connection with the people. Eventually some American women who are USO workers rescue me and get me safely back to the men in my unit.
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All is quiet on the barroom front, as Buck Traxler, who would one day edit a Montana newspaper, nurses his beer. Wayne Dorn, hand at his pants, considers the ladies. Something happens outside and one of the ladies alerts of of pending danger. Quick as a flash Dorn's hand moves to his shotgun, having been well trained in which is for fighting and which is for fun.
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