The Mighty Ninth

Strive To Reach The Summit

Sgt_Goodrich_Sp-4_Sternadel.jpgBest DefenseThe best defense is a filled sandbag. Sgt Goodrich holding the shovel and Sp4 Sternadel managing the bag.
Sp-4_Woodhouse.jpgBest DefenseIn order to make sandbags, you gotta make mud first. Sp4 Woodhouse takes a pickaxe to break up the soil. Note the 2/9th insignia on his field cap.
Bubble.jpgBoss' bubbleA fun ride if you were able to get on. Mostly used by the Battalion Commander to visit units. Note the former Artillery insignia on the front. The "vertical missile" was removed from the FA brass in the 70s, leaving the FA branch with crossed cannons.
Duck!.jpgBurning trashCannoneer taking a breather, perhaps?
Tucker.jpgCommo CheckLooks like the guys are calling each other. The guy on the left is Tucker from Tupelo, MS. He knew Elvis. I'm on the right.
Tiger_2.JPGDem Tigers weren't football players!Now it's off to the barbecue pit. We got him before he got us!
Tiger_1.JPGDem Tigers weren't football players!While we weren't shooting at Charlie, we had to deal with a four-footed potential enemy. We knew this fella didn't dine on rice.
FFE.jpgFire Away!Note the left hand of the AG has a firm grip on the lanyard. The next thing you will hear is "boom!". However, Ft Sill DOES NOT approve of anyone "straddling" the trail of a howitzer. Ten demerits.
JWW1.jpgFire Mission!Contributed by Sp4 J. William Ward of "B" Battery. Location is "Kontum City", 1968. Tube is nicknamed "Cry Baby". Note the use of non-standard military ear protection devices (fingers). No wonder we're all retired and deaf.
Hackley.jpgHackley the HazardNote the "Elvis" hairstyle. Also, this is one of the few photos that captures a clear shot of the 105mm lanyard (lower left) and the hand brake (lower right).
IncomingChop.jpgIncoming ChopperAn excellent photo and "memory of being in the field" in Vietnam. This picture shows the talent of our Huey pilots getting into and out of hastily created LZs. You can almost hear the "pop-pop" of the blades.
elephants.jpgIt's MondayThis elephant seems to be resigned to going to work as a pack animal. We were somewhere around Ban-Me-Thuot when those elephants came walking into our "field of fire". The Infantry stopped them and checked them out. When they were allowed to go , someone came up with the idea
to pop a couple of pro-jos over their heads. When the rounds were fired, instead of running away the elephants turned and ran straight at us. They didn't get too close before the men that were riding them got them under control.
Anybody remember the elephants?
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