While in Nha Trang on a mission, I was staying at a hotel in downtown Nha Trang. i Met some DA civilians working for IBM and shared some beer. There was a pretty verandah at this hotel, the night was clear but breezy keeping away the dreaded malaria carriers, so we were really enjoying ourselves chatting and having our "Hams" beer (black market, but we didn’t ask where the proprietor got it, we just shelled up the inflated price he was asking, glad to be away from 33’s).

After a while one of the IBM workers called over a "slickey boy" riding a bicycle (he knew this 12 year old kid). Some conversation transpired, the slickey boy then rapidly pedaled off. Soon this girl appeared with a big smile, the specific one the IBM employee had spoken for. As they met in the street, the American jerked down his pants, pointed and said, "You did this to me!" Backing off, she said, "Not me GI, not me!" then turned and ran like hell! If the situation were not so serious -= Catch the picture, an American with his pants down, in the middle of the street, and a Vietnamese lady of the night in a tight mini skirt startled by what she saw! Oh my!

Roland Houser,
MSG E8 US Army
1st Signal Brigade
Vietnam, 1968-1969