I was based in Singapore with 41 Squadron at RAF Tengah from 1973 to 1975. During this time I was part-time aircrew on Bristol Freighters (B170). We flew sorties into South Vietnam delivering mail and other correspondence into Saigon, and medical supplies to the hospital in Qui Nhon.
Poem by Richard Hamon, Whiskey 2 Company 1RNZIR, 1968-1969.
One day in the late afternoon the enemy hit us hard
With no shell scrapes
We hugged the earth fighting furiously
We never gave an inch let alone a yard
In memory of all soldiers of the Vietnam Conflict who in faithful service fell and those who returned only to be consumed by the dark legacy of war.
Yes we are well into our tour and our old platoon sergeant [Gary] has sadly become a casualty and is sent back to New Zealand. Barry…our new platoon sergeant is waiting for us when we return from our op. He appears to me to be a little apprehensive and this did not evoke a good feeling .