Jigs in the Rounds Shack


(A Vietnam War story about Flies, 1971)

This was a sizzling afternoon in the ammo dump, in the rounds shack-consisting of two rooms, walls made out of particle board, floors or inlays of long wooden boards-flat timber regarding the most element, you could see through their cracks, located crooked alongside one particular another; also typically the shack was some sort of smite lopsided, almost wobbly, and quite broken. Planted on four by 4 beams underneath the floorboards, about a 50 percent foot high, amongst the soft white fine sand that surrounded that, providing an playground for the lizards to engage in fun, unnoticed.

I taken a semi older ‘Stars and Whitening strips, ‘ magazine beside me when I acquired to visit the ammo shack (where us all soldiers did the paperwork for allocations and distributing regarding ammunition for the convoys arriving from a number of locations inside the location.

10mm ammo carried that will old ‘Stars in addition to Strips, ‘ mag for a calendar month, until a fresh one came out and about, and used this to swish aside flies. We were holding everywhere in the bullets shack-we were infested with them, with their particular buzzing around since if we had been invaders: fat and even thin bellied data; some dark other people light shads regarding dark, long and short winged jigs, biting your palms and face, and even ears, behind your current neck, swarming close to you, sneaking up your shirt sleeves, snorkeling into your eye as if they have been small punishing missiles, trained with the Vietcong to annoy an individual. -me, us!

There are dead or passing away flies, also strolling flies on every one of the three desks in the two rooms from the shack, filling the particular atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming towards one’s mouth, nevertheless quite content when they missed, and simply landed on your own lips. They polluted everything, clinging, plus climbing, and in many cases many crawling, in their fastest gait possible, especially the big excess fat bellied ones, they’d try to obtain away but I had created swat them, however leaving a dumpy-bloody mess, I truly tried out to simply terrify them away, nevertheless like I mentioned before-or implied, these people were already brained cleaned and ready to sacrifice their existence for the cause.


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