 Ray Heltsley in March of 1969 at Fire Base Concord in Cong Thanh. He was leaving for a night ambush with a platoon of ARVN (South Vietnamese troops). This was the same month that Grady Myers was seriously wounded when his own platoon was ambushed by the North Vietnamese. Ray Heltsley is a retiree on Whidbey Island in cool Northwestern Washington. In 1969, he was in tropical Southeast Asia, a U.S. Army adviser working side-by-side with the South Vietnamese. Ray, who will join me at a Nov. 6 reading of "Boocoo Dinky Dow: My short crazy Vietnam War," got a perspective on the Vietnam War that most American soldiers were denied. He got to know individual Vietnamese, developing friendships and professional respect for them. Ray was a lieutenant; Grady Myers was a private. Ray went to 'Nam as a college graduate; Grady was a dropout whose professional training was still in the future. But when Ray read "Boocoo Dinky Dow," Grady's memoir, he related strongly to many of Grady's experiences, starting with the moment he stepped off a plane in Vietnam. In "Boocoo Dinky Dow," Grady recalled: "It was the second evening of our long day when we arrived at Tan Son Nhut airfield outside Saigon. When the jet door swung open, it let in a blast of hot air. When I stepped outside, I felt as if a damp blanket had been thrown over me." Ray describes the experience this way: "When I got off the plane, I thought 'I have to get away from this plane exhaust.' But when I went in the terminal, it felt just the same." Ray arrived in-country with some understanding of the Vietnamese language, politics and culture, thanks to Special Warfare School at Fort Bragg, North Carolina. Assigned to work with the South Vietnamese troops -- many of whose officers had fled North Vietnam -- he got a strong figurative and literal taste of the culture. While other GIs were told not to eat food prepared by locals for fear it might be poisoned, Ray learned what was safe and scarfed it down. "I ate monkey and dog," he recalls. "I kind of drew the line at fish soup that has eyeballs." Ray also experienced combat. Felt fear. Identified lots of bodies. He, like Grady, had to decide when to fire his weapon. He recalled choosing not to kill an enemy who was caught literally with his pants down because it wasn't the way HE would want to die. Ray went on to a law enforcement career. But he studied journalism in college and that training is evident in his own well-written 85-page Vietnam memoir. In it, he summarizes his experiences in a way that could've come from straight from Grady and the other veterans who've been kind enough to join me at "Boocoo Dinky Dow" readings in Grady's absence. He writes: "I have lost the sharp memory of the order in which my adventures unfolded, but they lie jumbled in the corridors of my mind, stark and real memories of an experience that I wouldn’t have missed for the world and would never want to repeat."
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 Birthday cards, Christmas cards, baby shower announcements ... if you could get Grady Myers to illustrate one of those, you had a treasure in your hands. The guy had a real sense of whimsy and was generous when friends came asking for him to illustrate this or that poster, card or souvenir for them. One especially popular item was the annual T-shirt he designed for the Bare Buns Fun Run.
Grady was a newspaper artist for much of his career. So he loved the fake headline/news story approach. Using a picture snapped by a friend, he created this fun story shortly after his 54th birthday. this was during the years he worked for the U.S. Forest Service. The "NIC" mentioned in the caption is North Idaho College. Grady would have been 65 years old today. For those of us missing his over-sized spirit and talent, it is some consolation that we had him around until he was 61. Because he came awfully close to dying as a young soldier in Vietnam. That ambush chapter is the most intense part of his memoir, "Boocoo Dinky Dow." The book has some funny moments, too. If you've read his description of the comely United Airlines attendants who were on his flight to Vietnam, you won't be surprised by the "lovelies" he chose for this picture. |
Julie Titone is co-author of the Grady Myers memoir "Boocoo Dinky Dow: My short, crazy Vietnam War." Grady was an M-60 machine gunner in The U.S. Army's Company C’s 2nd Platoon, 1st Battalion, 8th Regiment, 4th Infantry Division in late 1968 and early 1969. His Charlie Company comrades knew him as Hoss. Thoughts, comments? Send Julie an email. Archives
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