Word: medicated
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...spontaneous. At Phu Bai, marines organized scrubins for the village toddlers. Army Captain Ronald Rod, before he was killed by a Viet Cong sniper in December, collected enough money and supplies to get an orphanage started by writing to a New Orleans newspaper. On his own initiative, Navy Medic "Doc" Lucier, a burly, open-faced Negro from Birmingham, Ala., braves booby-trapped trails to give shots, distribute drugs and administer first-aid in out of the way villages. "There's just got to be something more than bullets," he says. "Until we start treating these people like human beings...
...young marine last week as he watched a noisy Huey land to pick up a wounded buddy. "Sounds more like angels singing." Whereas only 10% of the wounded were carried by copters in Korea, the ratio is up to 90% in Viet Nam, says Colonel Spurgeon Neel Jr., chief medic of the U.S. Military Assistance Command...
Hunting the Hunters. It wasn't that easy for Specialist Fifth Class Daniel Torres, 25, of Corpus Christi, Texas. A medic with Alpha Company, 1st Battalion, 5th Regiment of the Air Cav, Torres was standing by when a radioed cry for help came in from another company that had just been ambushed and decimated. Torres volunteered to go out with a rescue patrol, grabbed seven litters from MEDEVAC helicopters, and moved out. About 11 p.m. they found the wounded-some 45 men huddled around a giant anthill. On litters and on foot, 18 wounded got back. Torres searched...
Just a Boy. One of the wounded that Torres didn't find was Pfc Toby Braveboy, 24, a light-haired part-Cherokee rifleman from-of all places-Coward, S.C. Hit by three bullets, Braveboy didn't dare call for a medic, for the North Vietnamese were prowling close by. So he crawled toward the sounds of fighting. When North Vietnamese approached, he played dead. He was once so close to the Reds that when they decapitated a wounded American trooper, blood squirted all over him. Crawling on, he made it to a small creek...
...Third Day, Peppard learns from a medic that his "memory is on vacation." But under befuddled Director Jack Smight, none of Peppard's intimates react like normal human beings to the news that he cannot recall his name and address. A dithery old aunt (Mona Washbourne) starts spouting reams of plot exposition. His wealthy, neglected young wife (Elizabeth Ashley) strikes poses in doorways or on beds as though all the world were a fashion layout...