well there were no forth of july celebrations here in saigon. its strange, so many of our young men died here for there freedom and its as if they dont even appreciate it. just joking. i spent the forth working. classes are going pretty good, i have a group of beginners on sunday afternoon that are pretty fun. theres twenty two students in the class all around the age of six and were learning colors and numbers and family members. they ask me questions in vietnamese and i ask them questions in english and we both look at each other with an expression of pure confusion. in the evening of july forth i went out for some drinks at my favorite pub. i was the only american there and i yelled at the brits about how we kicked there ass. i drank beer from singapore on ice and jim beam whiskey straight. i wore my bald eagle tee shirt with pride. freedom baby, freedom.
righteous! I blew stuff up with you there in spirit. Lot's of dynamite and mortars from the reservation, and lot's of rum and Rainier. It's always amazing that those mortars haven't taken on of my limbs off yet.
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