Ms.
Hoffmann's English class.
Amanda Stone...
Dear Mr. Geer,
My name is Amanda Stone,
and I am in Ms. Hoffman's English class. For a project on the Vietnam war, I need to
interview a veteran and I was hoping you could answer the following questions for the
assignment. If anything
is too personal or inconvenient in anyway
please just let me know.
When were you born? Where? What
was your family like growing up?
I was born in Norwich Connecticut
to a Large Family of eleven brothers and sisters; Two older brothers, two older sisters
and then me. Three brothers and four sisters were younger than me. My father worked really
hard to raise us in a small house that we rented near a lake. We had a tough life but each
Saturday was family day and we all did something together for the day. Having many
brothers and sisters meant we always had something to do.
When were you drafted? Or did you willingly
join?
How old were you then?
My oldest brother Joe Geer was
drafted in 1964 into the army. After one year of training he went to Vietnam. My next
oldest Brother Bobby joined the army in 1966 and in 1967 he also went to Vietnam. Joe
returned from Vietnam where he was an advisor in the 9th Infantry after one year. I joined
the Army Airborne in 1967 and I was 17 years old. I volunteered to go to Vietnam in 1968.
Bob came home from Vietnam shortly thereafter. Then when my one year tour was over I came
home in 1969. All three of us managed to live through our tours of Duty. God
Blessed us!
What was it like?
It was kind of like being in
another large family with new rules, classes and plenty of exercise, but no real fun. The
Army got us into
great physical shape and taught us how to
relate or react to difficult
situations that we would encounter in our next
few years of service to our country. It was a
serious time and we all being seventeen to nineteen years old, grew up real fast.
How was your basic
training experience?
Being in basic training I
learned some things like respect,
responsibility, and certainly how to stay in
good physical condition. I
went to many classes and learned how to do
things like using weapons, read maps so as to not get lost, how to survive in difficult
situations, and to use
my equipment in the most reasonable way. I
learned how to pack it all so I
could carry it so that it was comfortable and
easy to get to as needed. It
all weighed around ninety pounds.
What was your view on
the war?
I didn`t think war was bad, but
I was very young and I tended only to want to
serve my country like my Uncles had done and my two older brothers. At age seventeen I
don`t think I was mature enough to know the history of warfare or the consequences of what
war is really about. I depended on my training leaders to make me aware of what I needed
to know.
What was your role?
I was an Infantry Grunt and A
weapons specialist, or the soldier that walks with others in the Jungle to confront the
enemy in the places where he lived and fought.
Where were you stationed?
How was it there?
I was in the Bong Song area with
the 173rd Airborne Brigade, Mainly in the center of South Vietnam that they called the
Central Highlands. In
1969 it was still a busy place where communism
was being spread throughout the country by the North Vietnamese. It was a scary scene
because most of the time we saw few enemy but ran into booby-traps that killed five of six
people each when you least expected it.
What did you do to pass
the time?
If we had any time to pass it
was usually done on a bunker in the rear
for a few days pulling guard, listening to the
radio station and reading
mail or thinking about what we would be doing
if we were home. Our unit
stayed in the field for 90 days at a time
doing the fighting so when we
came "in the rear" for three to five
days, we wanted to rest, take a shower and sleep if we could.
If
we were in the jungle for those ninty days, we didn`t have time to
listen to the radio because we were always
busy walking up mountains, through
rivers or through the rice-patties or digging
holes at dusk so we were
protected for the night. We did this every day
without showers and very
quietly, hiding in the jungle all the time.
Are there any memories or
stories that stand out?
One time I was running in an
open field of rice to bring some ammunition to a gunner team that was pinned down by a
sniper and as I was running I could see the bullets the sniper was shooting at me because
they were splashing in the water in front of me. He was getting closer and closer
when I slipped and fell in the mucky water. I
could still see his bullets
getting with-in one foot of me before I got
myself back up and ran the rest of the way to safety.
What did you do when the
war was over or when you got out of service?
When the war was over for me I
again served with the 82nd Airborne for the next eight months until my time in the army
was finished. Then when I got out I was confused and still only twenty years old. I was
confused because when I got home everyone was spitting on soldiers and calling us
baby-killers and throwing eggs at us. They would tell us we should`nt have been there fighting and killing kids. So I just
never told anyone else that I was in the Vietnam war for the next thirty years. I stayed
to myself and felt very bad that I had been talked into doing something bad by my country.
I became angry inside and carried that anger in everything I did in the next thirty years.
What were you planning
for the future, while at war?
I had hoped for and planned to
finish my education and possibly be a
public servant, like a police officer or
fireman. I ended up working in
twenty some different mill jobs in the next
thirty years and my
aspirations were not met, but I did finish my
education.
What has stayed with you
from the war?
The fact that nobody cared about
us when we came home will always stay with me. Nobody supported us while we were over
there, (except our direct families) and most people were only interested in using us as
scapegoats for their political rallies.
On the other hand
I will always remember that those of us that went to war, and didnt run away to Canada or
burn our draft cards, were banded as brothers
that stuck together if only for each other. We depended on each other to stay alive for
our year, and each and every one of those brave warriors stuck together no matter what the
other people thought or did. We became Our Own
Society because we learned to trust and count on each
other daily.
In the years after when America
finally started thanking Vietnam Veterans, (thirty years too late), many of the brothers still only felt
comfortable trusting and talking to someone
that had been in Vietnam
rather than someone who may have been a
protestor. Unfortunately it is still that way today.
What have you learned
from the war?

I
personally learned that war is not a good way to fight over
differences. People die in war. Good people
and bad people. I learned that
people should talk over disagreements and
learn other ways to meet
adversity.
Anything
else you would like to pass on to the class.
I would like your class just to understand how someone would feel if he
or she was asked to serve their country in a
war and when they returned
from that war they were forgotten about or
even worse told that they shouldnt
have even done it. To be shamed and discarded
for the next twenty years
afterwards tends to make a person build a
shell around their lives. They
dont want to trust anyone again. They
tend to carry their anger inside
and mostly want to self-medicate (Drink
heavily or take drugs to forget,) so
they can remain quietly by themselves. They
tend not to raise families or
work at jobs because they feel worthless about
themselves.
What I want all of you to
take home from this story is that no matter
what the social issues are in any war, If
America sends troops to fight in
it, those of you at home should show your
support and respect to those
that decide to fight in it! And please, to
verbalize your thanks and appreciation to them for having the guts to go into a war that
is either unaccepted or not.
In
my case it took thirty years to come to terms with what Ive done in
my war. I am proud to have done such a brave
thing and lived. Many of my
friends and comrades were not so lucky and
died. I personally always tend to think of them as the lucky ones though, because they
werent alive to know that America didnt care about them and they did die as
Heroes in their own eyes. Its a shame that their families knew the real truth and
had to suffer with the knowledge like we did,
because it was an unpopular war.
I,d like to thank you Amanda for your questions and
your interest in our part of the war, If you wanted some pictures to include in your
presentation
you can find many through-out our web-site at:
http://ourbunkers.0catch.com/
If
you put your arrow over most of the pictures and click "left/right"
quickly you can save the pictures to your
computer and may be print them
out. If you can pass our web-site on to other
classmates that may be
interested you are allowed to do so.
Thank you,

Richard (Ric
r0c) Geer


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