That April 16th 1965 issue of Life is what caused me to join the Marines 6 weeks later and I was in country 8 months later. I remember thinking "I'm not better than those guys". I ended up spending 27 years in the Marine Corps.
The UH-34D ("Dog") will always have a place in my heart: they carried me to Phu Bai to start my time in Vietnam, carried me into LZs on operations, brought us our mail and resupplied with chow and ammo and carried away our casualties. I learned that they always came for us, no matter what. Late...